6292-chapter-31-2
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“Well, you don’t have to apologize so much. I don’t mind… You can relax.”
Nathan lifted his head in surprise and smiled with relief!
“Then just shut up and listen to me!”
“What?”
This schemer! I fell for it!
Nathan laughed loudly, satisfied.
He’s like a stubborn little brother, so I let him get away with it.
Then, Penny approached me and whispered in my ear.
“What do we do, Lady Dahlia? Your Highness Etienne is on his way now!”
“E-Etienne?”
Oh no! I completely forgot about him while dealing with Nathan and the dress.
I had dragged him here and there while being drunk. A very cruel and terrible thing to do.
“Why did he suddenly come? Is he angry?”
Penny shook her head as if she didn’t know. I grabbed my head.
Memories from last night came flooding back.
I must have gone insane. Grabbing the hair of my prince husband.
That wasn’t all. In a confusing memory that I couldn’t tell was real or a dream, I was hitting Etienne’s face with a steak-studded fork.
“Should I just run away for now? Avoid him until he calms down… No, apologizing is the right thing to do…”
I was engulfed in deep anguish for a short moment. But those thoughts were all in vain.
In the next moment, Etienne suddenly opened the door and walked in.
He was wearing a white two-button jacket that fit his healthy and fit body perfectly. There wasn’t a single gap.
His blue eyes looked even colder today against his white skin.
His appearance was so flawless that it made me feel even more miserable.
To think that I had done something to this man. Who was I to do such a thing… hitting his face with a steak? Dragging him by the head? Oh my god. Dear god.
I even called out to the god whom I never believed in before.
But it was too late to run away. I hunched my shoulders, avoiding his gaze.
He wouldn’t grab my hair and declare divorce as revenge for yesterday’s humiliation, right? Please, not that.
“I’ve interrupted your meal.”
Etienne’s tone was more relaxed than I expected. I relaxed my tense shoulders and glanced at him.
He approached me with light steps and sat down next to me.
It was strange, but he seemed subtly pleased.
No, that couldn’t be right. Maybe I was mistaken.
As I looked at him suspiciously, Etienne even smiled a little.
Goosebumps.
What’s going on? Is this because of his style, because he likes everything to look perfect?
Or could it be because of being drunk that I declared that I wanted a divorce first?
I didn’t understand what was going on, so I decided to keep quiet. There was no need to scratch at an itch unnecessarily.
“I am Nathan, I am in charge of designing Lady Dahlia’s dresses from now on.”
Nathan bowed politely. Thank goodness. If he had acted like he did earlier with me, Etienne might have kicked him out.
Etienne received the greeting and seemed to quietly focus on his meal. However, having experienced his “forehead with a third eye” skill, I could tell that he was keeping an eye on Nathan.
Meanwhile, Nathan seemed completely unaware of Etienne’s gaze and only watched the movements of my fork. Oblivious Nathan started lecturing again.
“Are you really going to eat all of that?”
“Of course, if you leave food, you get punished. Be quiet and eat quickly.”
Nathan sighed loudly as if to be heard.
“I guess I’ll have to go up one more size than I did before.”
Nathan! Who talks about dress sizes while eating? It ruins people’s appetites!
“Yeah, raise it two sizes, no, three sizes. I’m not trying to lose weight.”
“Are you serious?”
As I added fuel to the fire, Nathan opened his eyes wide.
“Is there a problem with Dahlia’s dress?”
Etienne, who had been watching our exchange from the sidelines, finally spoke up.
“A few days ago, we measured the size of the dress and found that Lady had gained weight, so we needed to make some adjustments. If she gains any more weight, we won’t have time to make any more adjustments. But If she adjusts her weight a little, it will be a perfect fit…”
It was something I had heard before, but hearing it in front of Etienne made me feel even more embarrassed.
To me, my body looked better than it did before, but I didn’t know if it looked that way to him.
Maybe he thought I was pathetic for not being able to manage my weight? It’s not like I’m trying to look bad…I should be pretty…
I was being careful and noticed that he was looking down while listening to Nathan’s words.
Is he embarrassed because of me? Is that why he can’t say anything?
“So?”
“I was suggesting that Lady eat a little less and try to lose weight.”
“It’s bad.”
“What? No, Lady Dahlia looks good, she’s not that bad, but maybe a little adjustment would be good….”
“It’s your ability that I’m talking about. Seeing you blame the model, I understood the extent of your ability. Let’s reconsider the contract.”
“Huh, my ability is already perfect. Even if I make perfect clothes, if the model isn’t perfect, it’s a failed outfit.”
“In my eyes, the model is already perfect.”
Etienne narrowed his eyes and looked at Nathan. His expression and tone were even colder than usual.
It felt like my brain was getting tangled up just watching them exchange those words with such expressions.
The model is perfect? Me? That’s me! Am I perfect? Oh my…He said I am perfect. haa.
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