Predatory Marriage (Web Novel)

Chapter 203 – Busy (1)

Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan

Leah had slept so deeply, it was as if she had swooned after the banquet, and she woke up feeling refreshed. Perhaps it was also because she had managed to eat something without feeling nauseous, but she felt filled with energy. She was even able to get through the lengthy backlog of work she had been forced to postpone.

Countess Melissa didnt seem to remember anything strange about the night before. When asked, she claimed to have stayed in the lounge with Leah the whole time. Leah couldnt help wondering how the Kurkans had altered the ladys memory.

As soon as she had addressed the most urgent tasks, Leah went for a walk in the garden. Whenever she had a little free time, questions invaded her mind. She couldnt understand how she had known the taste of those dates when she had never had them before, much less why she had craved them so terribly.

She laughed when she realized she was actually entertaining the thought that she had somehow lost memories, as Ishakan claimed. Was she so easily influenced by that man, that she would believe something so absurd?

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But for the next few days, she kept thinking about him. The persistent thoughts seemed to continually expand the territory he occupied in her mind, diminishing the affection she felt for Blain.

She wanted to see Ishakan again. She wanted to hear his voice, even if she was flustered every time they met. She thought about him so much, she even caught herself making mistakes in her work.

That was a dangerous level of curiosity. But she couldnt resist this temptation, even though she knew better than to put her hands into fire. His beauty had mesmerized her, as if he were an exotic species of flower.

That was how her days passed. Though she never had a chance to see him again, she couldnt stop thinking about that man.

“You look beautiful, Princess!”

“…Thank you.”

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The day had come to be fit for her wedding dress, and Estias best tailors had worked together on an intricately patterned white gown. The beautiful dress fit her perfectly. But even though the tailors and her ladies were excessive in their praise, her face was expressionless as she looked at herself in the mirror.