BJ Villainess Chapter 344

Hearing such a passionate confession, Theresa lowered her head deeply as if to hide her flushed face out of embarrassment. Euges didn’t care and instead kissed her lips, passing by her reddened ear.

 

“Don’t avoid me.”

 

Only now did he realize how much he had wanted to love Theresa freely. He wanted to be connected to her completely, without a trace of doubt between them. All the irritation and anger he had felt before had come from not being able to love enough—and not being fully loved in return.

 

There had always been a subtle distance between them. A gap created not by disinterest but by their fear of confirming emotions in clear words, even as sparks constantly flew between them. He let go of the foolish idea that time would resolve everything. He wanted certainty from her now.

 

Say that the man you love is who I am now.

 

But he already knew. The one Theresa loved was Euges Rodrigo before he lost his memory. The man he was now wasn’t the childish version of Euges Rodrigo, who had made a silly promise to avoid kissing if he drank or smoked.

 

The sweet kiss quickly turned tense. Theresa, out of breath, struggled and finally pushed him away. “Stop. We were supposed to see a play today.”

 

Euges couldn’t hold back the thoughts he had been bottling up. “Another date with someone you don’t even remember, just to find your old love?”

 

Theresa stared at him, stunned by his jealous outburst.

 

“It feels awful, being jealous of myself from a time I can’t even remember. I don’t want to keep doing this shitty stuff anymore.”

 

“You mean you’re jealous of your past self…?”

 

“Is that not allowed? Every time you try to help me regain my memory, it feels like you’re helping me find your first love—who’s already dead.”

 

Theresa was utterly taken aback. To her, Euges had always been the same person, no matter his state. She loved him throughout. She’d never seen it from that perspective. Flustered and at a loss, she asked helplessly, “Then… What should I do…?”

 

What should she do?

 

“Mmm…!”

 

Euges, wanting to reclaim his crushed pride, poured out his frustration with a fierce kiss. Each time their lips met, the explosive sensation in his mind overwhelmed him. He felt pathetic for always attacking her like a madman once they kissed. Even his boiling jealousy melted away. Only one thing remained—his desire to possess all of her. And whenever he acted like this with such persistence, there always came a moment when Theresa stopped doubting his love.

 

Today, that moment arrived sooner than usual. Euges asked the question he’d been afraid of. “What if my memory never returns?”

 

Theresa smiled as if the question was silly. “As long as I’m not afraid of you, it’s okay. What scared me was the thought that you might stop loving me.”

 

In the end, both of them feared the same thing.

 

“That’ll never happen.” Euges embraced her tightly and said what he had wanted to say most. “I love you, Theresa.”

 

Knowing his deep-rooted distrust of people, Theresa replied with all her heart, “Don’t worry. I’ll always love you more.”

 

* * *

Even without a year’s worth of memories, Euges felt no discomfort in daily life. The only discomfort he felt was emotional. But even that was naturally resolved as his bond with Theresa grew stronger by the day. At this point, it had gone beyond closeness into something deeply affectionate—a miraculous change.

 

Still, not a single memory had returned to him. Not even the smallest detail came to his mind. It was strange. Yet it gave him a sense of relief. Because he could remain like this. Because he could continue receiving Theresa’s love in this state—it was a blessing.

 

Euges was afraid of regaining his memory. He no longer doubted that Theresa loved him. But the thought that she might have loved the other version of Euges just as much drove him mad.

 

One day, with a seemingly casual but secretly desperate tone, Euges asked her. “Shall we have a child?”

 

Until now, they had always used contraception. Theresa had thought it would be too emotionally difficult to be pregnant in the midst of everything. Even after confirming each other’s feelings, they had never brought up having children, preferring to enjoy time alone. Euges hadn’t really thought about it—because what he truly wanted was only Theresa. But gradually, his greed grew.

 

“I want to be the father of your child now.”

 

He needed more than love. Something that could tie them together even more deeply. A child—a perfect symbol of their bond.

 

“If you need time to prepare, we can wait.”

 

Euges didn’t push her. It was because he had learned that she was weak-hearted.

 

“I want to have a child who resembles us—and live more happily with you.” He held Theresa in his arms and kissed her again and again, gently urging her while making her feel safe.

 

As he slowly and subtly progressed, Theresa remained comfortably in his arms, then suddenly lifted her head. “Do you really want to be a father?”

 

“Even right now.”

 

Her eyes now carried resolve. She had made up her mind. And she kissed him first.

 

As their lips brushed and lingered, Euges felt overwhelmed with bliss. The fact that she had chosen to become a complete family with him was more joy than he could contain. This is what people meant when they said they could go mad from happiness.

 

“I love you. I love you so much, Theresa.”

 

“Your Majesty…!”

 

Euges lifted her into his arms. As always, the next step was to change locations.

 

“Wait, Your Majesty!”

 

“Why?”

 

“I have to go to the academy.”

 

“Are you seriously saying that right now? You can put that off for the next time.”

 

“No. The new magic being presented today is important… Your Majesty, I’m speaking here.”

 

Euges was left speechless when she covered his lips with her small hands.

 

“Empress, this is a matter of a well-being empire. Don’t you think the issue of succession is more important than magic?”

 

“It’s not like we’re in a rush.”

 

“I am in a rush.”

 

Eventually, Theresa gave in to his stubbornness, twisted logic, and overwhelming strength and brought up the offer she had kept putting off. “You mentioned taking a long vacation, right? How about we go to the summer palace next week? They say making a baby takes time.”

 

Euges let out a frustrated sigh at the irresistible proposal. “I want to throw every wizard into prison.”

 

“You can’t.”

 

“Unlike my beloved, wise Empress, I hope people haven’t forgotten that I’m not known for my patience.”

 

That day, the wizard association had to wrap up its new magic presentation at an unprecedented speed.

 

* * *

Now that Euges was certain Theresa was truly his wife, nothing could stop him. He made no effort to hide how madly in love he was with her. Though it often left Theresa flustered, the mood in the imperial palace grew better by the day.

 

On days when the emperor had fully basked in his wife’s love, he was especially generous. Even without that, Euges had been in a consistently good mood lately. Just being near Theresa was enough. But on days when she was busy with her schedule, his bad temper returned.

 

“Your Majesty.”

 

Whenever Euges had an outburst, Theresa would march into the Sun Palace with a stern look.

 

“Why do you only make trouble for your servants on the days when I’m busy?”

 

“Hmm? I don’t remember doing that.”

 

Euges never deliberately lashed out. He simply found most people incompetent, having spent a considerable amount of time rewinding and observing. Plus, with his naturally bad personality and unshakable distrust of people, he was unlikely to treat anyone gently. Theresa knew this—but as empress, she never hesitated to scold him.

 

Euges, however, had a strange fondness for being scolded by his wife. He found himself enjoying it more than he should whenever she gave advice or chided him.

 

“Do you see me as a child or something?”

 

Sometimes, she even had to question him when his doting went too far. And every time that happened, he would hurriedly pull her into the nearest room—and they wouldn’t come out for quite a while.

 

“His Majesty is occupied with personal matters. Please return for now.”

 

The palace staff were now used to this and politely turned away visitors. With everything so obvious, there wasn’t a single person in the empire who didn’t know how loving their relationship was.

 

And finally, the long-awaited news arrived.

 

“Congratulations, Your Majesty! Her Majesty is pregnant!”