Chapter 132

“Chapter 132: This Princess Will Make You Fall in Love with Me”

Lynn had no idea what mindset he had while reading these letters.

When he came to his senses, the last piece of letter in his hand was already crumpled from his grip.

“Brother, I miss you so much.”

That tearful phrase, along with the dried tear stains at the edge of the paper, filled Lynn with a sense of oppression and anger.

What kind of heavy burden could have led that little guy, who always cried and followed him around, to write to him in such a tone?

Each line overflowed with the girl’s sadness.

Due to the family’s upheaval, everything from the past was gone, and she was now the only pillar supporting the crumbling family.

As an older brother, he was certainly unqualified.

Recalling the content of the letters, starting from the earliest ones all the way to the present, they began with various expressions of pressure and sorrow. But as he read further, the words became colder and more distant.

He certainly didn’t believe Eleanor bore resentment towards him as her brother; rather, he was well aware that the little guy was most likely under the surveillance of the Mosgra Family.

This led to the content of the letters being forcibly manipulated.

There was even a high possibility that the latter letters weren’t even written by her.

Lynn took a deep breath and shifted his gaze to another piece of letter.

It contained just a short sentence.

“Don’t come back.”

The handwriting was familiar—left by that sister-in-law who usually didn’t get along with him.

She had a political marriage with his brother, and they had a pretty terrible relationship, always filled with arguments, not to mention she was a bit of a weirdo.

But to think, under such circumstances, she actually sent him a letter like this; according to the remittance slip, she seemed to have also sent some money.

However, based on information from Ivyst, for reasons unknown, or perhaps to protect the child in her womb, she seemed to have vanished from the Imperial Capital, and many factions were currently tracking her whereabouts.

“How could I not go back?”

Glancing at the content of the letter, Lynn took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

He had originally planned to wait for Ivyst’s reply.

But after reading these letters, he immediately felt he couldn’t wait another moment.

He wanted to rush back to the Imperial Capital right now.

And then twist the heads off those bastards and kick them like soccer balls.

Just then, the hurried footsteps of a maid echoed from behind, “Young Master Lynn, Her Highness is calling for you to her study!”

When Lynn pushed open Ivyst’s door, a familiar rose scent washed over him.

The silver-haired woman was sitting in a wheelchair by the window.

Unlike the unsettling heat he had felt previously, her expression at that moment appeared to have returned to her usual coldness and tranquility.

What was going on?

Not knowing if this change was good or bad, Lynn’s expression was somewhat cautious as he slowly closed the door.

He feared that this woman might suddenly pounce on him again, locking him in with kisses and bites.

From the perspective of play, he wouldn’t mind.

But simply because there were more important matters at hand, he couldn’t afford to waste time here.

He had made his decision.

If Ivyst was still so stubborn, he would temporarily drop Miss Witch’s trial and return to the Imperial Capital alone to set his revenge plan in motion.

“Your Highness, you called for me?”

Lynn asked tentatively.

Hearing the young man’s voice, Ivyst slowly turned her head, her crimson eyes sizing him up.

After a long silence, Her Highness the Princess showed a slight smile. “Why are you standing so far away? Come closer; let me have a good look at you.”

At her words, Lynn took a deep breath, then slowly approached Ivyst and knelt down on one knee.

As the faint, cool fragrance surrounded him, he suddenly felt a delicate, icy touch on his chin.

Then, Ivyst gently raised her wrist, directing him to lift his head and meet her gaze.

At that moment, the distance between them was very close.

Lynn even felt her sweet breath, unchecked, invading his nostrils, making his heart race slightly faster.

Logically, Ivyst’s body was temptingly seductive, surpassing Miss Witch.

Just her body!

I am forever Miss Witch’s dog!

Lynn repeatedly told himself in his heart as if he were self-hypnotizing.

However, Ivyst was unaware of this young man’s inner thoughts.

She was using those cold and scarlet eyes, measuring every inch of his face as if she was reacquainting herself with Lynn Bartleon.

“You look really good.” After a moment, Ivyst lightly brushed aside Lynn’s bangs, “Even if viewed from a non-dog perspective, as a person, an independent entity, you are exceptionally outstanding.”

“In this world, there are probably many women who would want to make you their lifelong partner.”

As she spoke, Ivyst playfully pinched Lynn’s cheek.

For some reason, gazing into those seemingly profound scarlet eyes, Lynn’s heart skipped a beat.

Clearly, compared to the time when he was imprisoned, this level of physical contact felt utterly clean, yet it gave him an extraordinarily exciting sensation.

He found himself confused.

“Your Highness, if you have something to say, just go ahead.”

Lynn took a deep breath and slowly shifted his gaze away.

“Of course, I have something to say to you.” Ivyst lightly caressed Lynn’s nose, “But before that, I hope you can answer a few questions truthfully.”

“Is that woman really so good to you?”

“Your Highness, you don’t necessarily need to differentiate between yourself and her. To me—”

“That kind of talk might work on some little girl.” Ivyst gently pressed her cool finger against Lynn’s lips, stopping his words, “Moreover, I know exactly what kind of person I am.”

“With that woman’s personality, she must have emphasized that we should view the two of us separately.”

He thought Ivyst would be angry, but to Lynn’s surprise, she seemed surprisingly calm at that moment.

Holy smokes!

The Princess is astonishing!

Sensing Lynn’s shock, Ivyst remained silent for a moment before asking her second question.

“What do you think is the difference between me and her in your heart?”

A loaded question?

Lynn initially wanted to flatter the princess to save his own skin.

However, feeling Ivyst’s serious gaze, he found it hard to spit out those insincere words.

Overall, the two of them were much of a muchness.

After all, fundamentally, they were the same person.

But Miss Witch had helped him tremendously, even saving his life in a critical moment, plus her personality was a bonus, so for the amnesiac Lynn, she would surpass Ivyst.

Sensing Lynn’s evasive gaze, Ivyst seemed to understand something.

“I see, I understand.”

Surprisingly, as she said this, her expression remained calm as she gently brushed her long hair behind her ear.

Even after sensing Lynn’s confused stare, she revealed an elusive smile.

“Are you curious why I’m not angry?”

Ivyst patted his head.

Indeed curious.

What on earth did you do in your room these days? Did you perhaps reach some deeper understanding?

Lynn was totally puzzled.

“These past few days, all alone in the room, I rarely felt so calm.” Ivyst slowly spoke, “I thought about many things and realized many things.”

“But first, there’s something I must say to you.”

Sensing Ivyst’s scarlet gaze, Lynn’s heart inexplicably raced a little faster.

“Your Highness, you—”

“Actually, regarding your earlier answer, while I appear calm on the surface, I’m actually furious inside.”

As she spoke, Lynn suddenly felt his cheek pinched hard by her.

Ivyst locked her crimson eyes onto his, as if trying to convey some deep-seated emotions to him.

“After all, you essentially denied my status as a mistress and a woman, making me accept that in your heart, I’m inferior to another woman.”

“It’s like saying, ‘Ivyst, you’re just a pathetic loser’.”

“Your Highness, actually I—”

Lynn wanted to defend himself, but Ivyst didn’t want to give him that chance.

“But… so what?” Her lips suddenly curled into a slight smile, “Long ago, even before you appeared by my side… I had already grown accustomed to failure and to playing the role of the loser in others’ narratives.”

“Do you think such a small setback could shatter my dignity and pride as a princess?”

“Lynn Bartleon, don’t underestimate me too much.”

In an instant, a familiar arrogance and bravado surfaced in Ivyst’s scarlet eyes, as if the once villainous princess had returned to her form.

Under Lynn’s astonished gaze, she suddenly grabbed his collar, pulling them closer together.

Feeling their noses nearly touching, Lynn’s heart raced wildly.

Is this a kiss?

He had initially thought Ivyst’s yandere side was acting up again, and subconsciously wanted to indulge her heat.

Unexpectedly, her ruby lips merely brushed against his cheek, then lingered by his ear.

“From now on, I’ll try to see you as an independent entity.”

“As a human, a male, an incredibly outstanding man, a male capable of procreation with women.”

What was she trying to say?

Feeling her warm and sweet breath against his ear, along with her words, a certain premonition vaguely rose in Lynn’s heart.

The next second, Ivyst’s voice sliced through his heart like a sharp sword.

“Lynn, I will make you fall in love with me.”

“As a man, fall in love with me as a woman.”

Lynn stared blankly at the wall behind Ivyst, unsure of what was going through his mind.

But she didn’t give him the chance to reflect.

“Also… did you just think I was going to kiss you?”

“No—”

“Congratulations, you guessed right.”

“Mmm!”

In an instant, accompanied by a warm sensation sweeping over him, Lynn felt as if he had fallen into a sweet and soft trap.

His brain overheated and went haywire, seemingly losing all ability to think.

At the same time, he understood something.

Lynn finally realized how much Ivyst had changed since the time she had imprisoned him.

Compared to when she fed him mouth-to-mouth back then, the utterly sensationless mucous contact now felt like he was experiencing something entirely new on her.

Something called desire.

Oh hell, you just bumped into the princess!!!

Let’s get those monthly votes!!!