Rejected by Daughter’s Second Male Lead Chapter 91

Squish, squelch. A sound full of moisture echoed within the barrier. Gillen had lost and regained consciousness over and over again. Yuan had made the inside of the barrier opaque and black, making it impossible to even perceive the flow of time.

“Ugh, urg! Hah!”

Gillen let out a groan, twisting his body. Yuan’s cock relentlessly stabbed into his belly.

“My stomach hurts, ugh, my stomach…”

His internal organs must have been bruised. If they could even get bruised, that is. Gillen thought so. Every time the cock moved in and out, past a point he thought was his limit and deep into his belly, his insides felt like they were being churned. His intestines were pressed upward, and at the same time, even his stomach felt nauseous. Every time he came to his senses, a severe wave of nausea washed over him.

“No, not anymore, ugh… Heok! Hahh… Stop!”

However, as if it wouldn’t care about his feelings or state of mind, Gillen’s body steadily reached its climax. No more semen came out. He experienced a dry orgasm, his eyes rolling back as he pushed with the tips of his toes.

“Hoo…”

Yuan’s release this time came at a similar time to Gillen’s. He came inside Gillen for the umpteenth time, then caressed Gillen’s cheek and rubbed the corners of his eyes with his thumb.

Gillen’s eyes had almost completely rolled back, showing only the whites, and even the muscles in his cheeks were trembling.

“I’d like to do it more, but seeing your condition… I guess you really can’t. Alright, let’s stop now.”

Yuan touched the skin of Gillen’s stomach, who had closed his eyes, completely exhausted. A white light seemed to shimmer from his palm, and Gillen’s expression soon became peaceful.

“You fool. I’ve been healing you this whole time. What was there to be scared of?”

Yuan smiled faintly as he watched Gillen, who was already sleeping soundly, breathing softly, unaware of anything. Gillen, looking up at Yuan, saying his stomach hurt and he was scared, looked just like a child. A Mister who acts like a child every time they have sex. In the past, he would have berated him for being disgusting, but now he couldn’t be more pleased by that fact.

“Cling to me. Rely on me, and act childish in front of me.”

Yuan would forever be a young man, a youth, a child… something clumsy in front of Gillen. It was not simply a matter of age, but a difference in personality and temperament.

Yuan’s stubborn, sensitive, and narcissistic aspects were the exact opposite of Gillen’s. Gillen was like the earth. A vast land that embraced everything, made it grow, and just silently watched over it.

Yuan was just a naughty little kid running around, leaving footprints all over that land. Even if Gillen didn’t treat him that way, the man’s very existence made Yuan a young and lacking person.

He had disliked it from the beginning. This Mister who, no matter what harsh words Yuan said, would laugh it off magnanimously, just like his personality, with a big, hearty ‘Ha! Ha! Ha!’. This adult who, despite going through all sorts of hardships because of Yuan, would ultimately let it go generously. He disliked this man who made him constantly crave his generosity and warmth.

“Gillen, I dislike you.”

Yuan murmured words that Gillen could not hear.

“But… the feeling of wanting to be by your side is so much bigger than the feeling of dislike. It grows bigger every day.”

When you say it out loud, it becomes more certain, clearer. Sometimes, it even grows bigger.

Yuan released the barrier. Dawn was breaking outside the window. They had entered the inn around dusk, and now the sun was already rising. Just how many hours had they been at it? Yuan had also been so absorbed in sex that he had forgotten the passage of time, so he was a little surprised to see the outside.

However, he snapped his fingers to draw the curtains by the window, cast a cleansing spell on Gillen, and then tucked the blanket up to his chest. He deliberately left the profusion of kiss marks without healing them. Because he was extremely satisfied every time he saw those marks.

Yuan got up and cast a cleansing spell on the bed as well. He had a feeling that the old woman of this inn would be the type to preserve the traces of their lovemaking and use it for business. No matter how much of a ‘tour’ this was, he had no intention of displaying his private time with Gillen in such a way.

This inn is annoying, but it wasn’t too bad. Yuan muttered to himself as he looked around the cramped inn room. A curve formed on his lips.

Yuan was very pleased with the fact that a cliché from romance novels had happened to them—the one where the main characters strangely arrive in a crowded town, so there are no rooms left in the inn, and in the end, they have to spend a night in the same room.

After the Crowning, people continued to flock to them. The remaining cities on their route were fully prepared for the most famous couple in the empire and the crowds of tourists who would come to see them.

The lord of the territory would come out to greet them in person, and wherever they went, precious gifts popped up as if pre-arranged. Accommodations in every city were perfectly prepared, and some cities even sent tourist maps via the Blake family’s servants a week before their arrival.

“I wasn’t expecting this kind of reaction.”

Gillen laughed in embarrassment, rubbing his dry face. Yuan snorted.

“Then what did you expect? We’re making all this fuss to attract as much attention as possible.”

“No, I just didn’t think it would be this much… I just wanted to moderately change public perception… but marriage.”

Only after hearing well-wishes like “Congratulations on your marriage, Your Grace the Duke,” “You two look so good together!”, and “It will be a truly wonderful wedding” in every city they arrived at did Gillen realize what kind of rumors had spread.

“This is actually better. Exaggerated rumors and concrete imaginations will look more real than what we show them directly.”

“Haa… Cecil will be surprised if she finds out. His Majesty the Emperor will probably be cackling, thinking it’s fun.”

Yuan thought it was for the best. He had been bothered by the fact that he had proposed to Cecilia recently anyway. Will Cecilia be able to accept me as her new father?

Yuan, who had already jumped that far ahead on his own, hoped that these rumors would serve as a sort of vaccination for Cecilia. That way, she wouldn’t oppose his and Gillen’s marriage later on.

…Doesn’t Gillen want to marry me anyway? Even if it was just a rumor for now, his and Gillen’s marriage was only a matter of time. They had already been intimate enough, and he had more or less decided to gladly accept Gillen’s feelings. However…

Yuan suddenly glared at Gillen with eyes of disbelief. He knew for a fact that Gillen liked him, but the problem was that Gillen was a particularly doting fool when it came to his daughter. He wondered if Gillen would really decide to get married with Cecilia standing right there next to her father, wide-eyed and alive. He had no choice but to help this doting fool make a decision.

“We can just go and explain everything about our marriage slowly. There’s only one city left, isn’t there?”

Yuan said, feigning composure to hide his anxiety. Gillen nodded.

“Right, if I explain what happened, Cecil will probably just find it amusing.”

The last remaining city was Letinpan.

They had been passing through small towns recently, but Letinpan was as large as Auguinet and famous for its culinary delights, so it had a large population. If tourists flocked there as well, it would be the final stage to cap off the grand finale.

Furthermore, Letinpan had the largest temple in the empire, to the extent that people would deliberately come from the capital every Sunday.

“I’m getting nervous. It’s the last… and the largest and most splendid city, after all.”

“It’s not as big as the capital. Don’t pretend to be weak for no reason.”

Yuan snorted. Gillen laughed haha and nudged Yuan with his elbow.

“Sometimes it feels like you can read minds.”

“I might be able to if I try.”

“Hahaha! Right, give it a try then.”

Yuan tends to judge people’s inner thoughts arbitrarily, so maybe he’ll become a little more humble if he learns to read minds. Gillen responded as if he had heard a joke, and then subtly observed Yuan’s expression and fingertips.

‘He’s not reacting sensitively to the temple itself.’

Letinpan, the land where Retina herself was said to have descended. It was a holy site for Retinism and a large city where almost all major religious events were held. Naturally, the High Priest Marius also frequently traveled between the grand temple in the capital and the Letinpan temple. Gillen had postponed Letinpan to the very end for that reason. In case Yuan might recall unpleasant memories.

But it seemed to be fine as long as he didn’t meet Marius in person or have something that would remind him of his past experiences. It was a true relief. There were no religious events at this time, and the entire empire’s attention was focused on the couple of Yuan and Gillen, so there would be no reason to meet or think of Marius. They weren’t going to go near the temple in the first place, anyway.

He had pretended to be nervous, which was out of character for him, to distract Yuan. After all, when someone next to you makes a bigger fuss, you tend to calm down.

‘Yes, it will be fine.’

Gillen focused on the scenery outside the carriage with a more relaxed heart. However, he had forgotten. The High Priest Marius was the psycho who, in the original story, had tried to start a rebellion for the temple’s independence.

And now that the original story had been twisted, he was obsessed not with the temple’s independence, but with Yuan. Yuan, who was not committing crimes while following Cecil’s tail; Yuan, whose reputation was steadily growing; Yuan, who still remained a hero to all—was endlessly tempting Marius.

Imagine a man who wanted to become the king of the Holy Kingdom himself because he hated being bored, now pouring all that attention solely onto Yuan. He was literally capable of doing anything.

But unfortunately, Gillen hadn’t thought that far, nor did he know how strong Marius’s obsession with Yuan was.

So at first, Gillen couldn’t believe his eyes. He thought it made no sense for Marius to be standing right in front of him the moment he got out of the carriage.

“Greetings, Your Grace Duke Blake. And… we meet again, Yuan.”

Behind the High Priest Marius stood the priests and followers of the Letinpan temple in a dense crowd. The sacred, white-haired handsome man, with them at his back, smiled brightly.

“Welcome to Letinpan.”