BJ Villainess Chapter 343

Theresa took off her hat, which she had been wearing to shield her face, and stepped into the dazzling sunlight. “Come over here, Your Majesty. The light filtering through the trees is warm.”

 

Although the weather had warmed up considerably, it was still early spring, and the air held a chill. Perhaps because Theresa was especially sensitive to the cold, she seemed to particularly like the tree where the warm sunlight fell.

 

“It’s still too chilly to be out for long.” Euges approached her, wrapped her in his robe, and held her in his arms.

 

Theresa looked up at him wide-eyed as if she hadn’t expected him to embrace her. She looked absolutely adorable.

 

“I’m just holding my shivering wife. Why are you so surprised?”

 

“I-I can’t help but be surprised. Your Majesty is usually just mean to me.”

 

“Do you know why I’ve been mean?”

 

“It’s just Your Majesty’s nature, isn’t it?”

 

Euges impulsively bit Theresa’s cheek as she said he was naturally bad-tempered.

 

“Ouch.”

 

The moment he touched her skin, Euges realized he’d made a mistake. He’d never played such an intimate prank before. But this woman is my wife… Wasn’t it weirder that they’d been so distant until now?

 

I want to kiss her. That little moment of closeness stirred a stronger impulse.

 

This time, Euges kissed the spot he had just bitten. The soft, plump feel of her cheek against his lips sent a shiver through his mind.

 

Come to think of it, that version of me must have kissed this woman before I did. That realization filled him with rage, but the deeper desire quickly swept away all other emotions. There was only one thought in his mind. He wanted to kiss her—no, kissing alone wasn’t enough. He wanted everything about her. And he had the right to.

 

At that moment, Euges felt genuinely grateful to be her husband. But once he started, he wasn’t sure he could stop.

 

His wife was sensitive to cold, and this place wasn’t suitable for lingering too long.

 

“Theresa.” His voice was tinged with urgency. “Tell me honestly. Where have we spent the most time together?”

 

Theresa’s face turned crimson.

 

Even without hearing it, I know.

 

Even now, he was desperate to be alone with her—surely, his past self before his memory disappeared wouldn’t let her wander outside uselessly.

 

Although he already knew the answer, Euges mischievously waited for her to say it herself.

 

Soon, she whispered it into his ear.

 

Euges grinned and teased again. “When do you plan to go there?”

 

“…But you didn’t like that place, Your Majesty… Every time I went…”

 

He liked seeing his wife so flustered.

 

“I was wrong.” He wanted to tease her more, but unfortunately, he was the impatient one. “Shall we head back to the carriage?”

 

Theresa buried her face in his chest and replied. “Yes.”

 

Though Theresa had never expressed it directly, she must have always yearned for more affection. Watching her desire for him made Euges unable to resist.

 

“Not today. Come with me.”

 

There must be a VIP room only for high-ranking nobles in this place, likely as warm as the Sun Palace. If not, he had other ways to warm her up.

 

That day, the two of them didn’t leave the VIP room.

 

* * *

Euges never realized how rich and blissful everyday life with his wife could be. He had always thought the sweetness of newlyweds was something unrelated to him.

 

I was a fool. Though he’d gained a loving wife overnight, he had wasted time needlessly.

 

Mornings with Theresa in his arms were truly perfect. The sunlight streaming through the half-open curtains lit her sleeping face, making the moment precious. It should’ve been like this from the start.

 

Euges kissed the sleeping Theresa, regretting all the wasted time. He even thought he’d like to turn back time just to have her all to himself.

 

“Theresa.” When he softly called her name, his sleepy wife burrowed into him, acting spoiled.

 

“Just a little longer…”

 

“What about the play we were going to see?”

 

“I’m tired…”

 

“Hmm, did I overdo it last night?”

 

Since it was a day off for both of them, the couple had spent an overly intimate night, and Theresa couldn’t wake up easily. Though she usually woke before him, seeing her so exhausted brought both guilt and satisfaction.

 

“I want to play a different game. Shall we watch the play on another day and play here today?”

 

Theresa sighed and slowly opened her heavy eyelids. “I’ll get up.”

 

“Don’t be so cold to your loving husband.”

 

“…Would you like some wine instead?”

 

“Wine? Why all of a sudden?” Then Euges smirked as a thought crossed his mind. “Ah, I think I know what the bet was about.”

 

Theresa groaned and burrowed deeper into his arms. He thought he heard her mutter, “You’re disgustingly quick-witted.”

 

Unable to hold back his laughter, Euges playfully pinched her cheeks. “So you made a deal—no sleeping with me if I drink?”

 

“Shh, shh! There are servants outside!” Theresa covered his mouth with a bright red face.

 

It was already late morning when the palace staff were most active. Euges didn’t care if others heard, but Theresa was particularly shy about such things.

 

No wonder Bein didn’t know the bet’s terms.

 

“At this rate, I’ll never get to drink again.”

 

“No smoking either.”

 

Euges wrapped his mischievous wife in his arms to keep her from escaping, then tickled her sensitive spots.

 

“Ahh! Stop! Please!”

 

“You set such cute conditions, now take responsibility for my cravings.”

 

“Please don’t, ahaha! Aaah…!”

 

Rolling across the bed to escape the tickles, Theresa eventually gave up and got dragged back by him.

 

“Where are you trying to run?”

 

“Please, Your Majesty! Anything but the tickles!”

 

Getting the answer he wanted, Euges stopped immediately. “Reduce your academic conference days.”

 

Feeling that their relationship had stabilized, Theresa hadn’t rushed to recover his memories. She’d begun attending to tasks she had delayed—among them, academic conferences took the largest portion.

 

“I agreed to that only if I lost the bet.”

 

Euges, displeased, hugged her tightly. “I get why I made such a bet.” Attending the conferences wasn’t the issue. It was the preparation that bothered him. “What kind of empress studies more than a student?”

 

“Advancement in magic is a good thing, isn’t it?”

 

“I’m going mad.” He didn’t like it one bit.

 

As she lay quietly in his arms, Theresa looked at him with a curious expression. Euges always felt uneasy when she looked at him like she was assessing something. He feared she might say, ‘You’re not the man I loved.’

 

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

 

“Just… because I like you.”

 

His heart tightened at the answer.

 

“Like me?”

 

When he asked again, Theresa smiled and nodded. “And it’s amazing. Honestly, I had started to give up…”

 

The word gives up made Euges frown. “Give up on what?”

 

“On Your Majesty loving me again.”

 

“…”

 

“You used to dislike me.”

 

Indeed, he did. At first, he couldn’t accept the sudden appearance of a wife. And it was Thersa of all people. He’d even considered divorce.

 

“But I guess Your Majesty doesn’t dislike me that much anymore.”

 

The anxiety that had almost turned to misery was now washed away by euphoria.

 

“It’s more than just ‘not dislike.’”

 

This woman loves him. Euges felt overwhelming satisfaction watching Theresa confirm his feelings.

 

“I can’t live without you anymore.”

 

He cupped her cheek and kissed her so passionately that there could be no doubt—no room for confusion.