Remarriage Failed Again Today

Half an hour later, Annabelle finished her shower. She dried her hair with a towel and walked over to the bed.

In the moonlight, Leona’s eyes were closed, his long lashes casting a shadow on his devastatingly handsome face. His features were sharply defined—lips, nose, eyes—each one as though exquisitely sculpted by a master’s hand.

’He’s stunningly handsome.’ Even in her detached state, she had to admit it was true.

’But as for him as a person...’

’I’m a civilized person. I can’t go around cursing people behind their backs.’

’Starting today, am I going to have to share a bed with him for four whole years, just like in my past life?’

She couldn’t quite describe the feeling, but it certainly lacked the anticipation and excitement she once felt.

Of course, she no longer felt the disgust and revulsion she had right after her rebirth, either.

’How should I put it?’

Annabelle gazed at him, her eyes distant, a faint light glimmering within them.

It was as if, when it came to him, she felt nothing—neither hot nor cold. She no longer hated him, but she didn’t like him, either.

It was the kind of hollow stillness that comes after a great storm, when all grudges have been washed away and everything settles into a quiet, desolate calm.

’Fate truly toys with people.’

That one thought was all that filled her mind.

Annabelle sighed, gently climbed into bed, and pulled the silk comforter over herself.

「Ten minutes later...」

Leona slowly opened his eyes, peeking over at Annabelle.

After a moment, he decided to just look openly. ’Fine, whatever. It’s not like she’s paying me any mind anyway.’ Her back was turned to him, a portrait of pure indifference.

Leona suddenly felt a pang of indignation. In a huff, he rolled over to face away from her.

Another half hour passed with no movement from her side.

Leona slowly edged closer, quietly placing his hand on her waist.

Annabelle’s eyes snapped open. She cast a brief, indifferent glance at the slender hand on her waist before closing them again, as if nothing had happened.

Leona waited another moment. When she didn’t resist, a small smile played on his lips as he pulled her into his embrace.

Her body was fragrant and soft, her skin incredibly smooth.

Annabelle gritted her teeth in irritation. ’Damn it, can’t he just let me sleep in peace?’

’So reckless!’

Leona wasn’t comfortable either. He felt like an ant on a hot skillet, agitated and restless.

’No, I can’t. It’s our first night sharing a bed. This will definitely scare her off.’

’No, no, no!’

Leona repeated the word to himself several times.

But in his agitated state, he failed to notice that the arm he had around Annabelle was restlessly rubbing against her.

"Leona."

Annabelle’s icy voice cut through the quiet room.

Leona immediately stilled, asking with a straight face, "What’s wrong?"

Annabelle: "..."

’I’ve got to hand it to him. What an act.’

With her eyes still closed, she said flatly, "If you move again, you can go sleep on the floor."

Leona: "..."

’So she wasn’t even asleep,’ he realized.

Leona went silent.

After a moment, he suddenly sat up and stared at Annabelle.

He stared for a while, but she paid him no mind. Annoyed, he huffed, "You’re acting like I’m your mortal enemy, just giving me the cold shoulder. Can’t you just sleep normally like me? So petty!"

Annabelle: "..."

"Are you going to be like this every single day? What’s the point? It’s a waste of a li—"

Annabelle suddenly shot up, wrapped an arm around his neck, and pulled him down with her, sending them both tumbling back onto the bed.

Leona: "..."

’What the hell is happening? Did she finally lose her patience and decide to pounce on me?’