DUE TO MISHAP, I BECAME QUEEN - Chapter 50

He held her tight as his thrusting became harder pushing into the deepest part of her flower core many times,

‘Wa, ahn~, nn, ~ah, ah~ah ah’

‘I hope you will forgive me Amber, but I wanted you so much…’ (Zuben: Maybe telling her the truth, soonish would be good)

What was he saying? Amber mind was now above the clouds, though her eardrums managed to hear his whispers, she could not comprehend it. (Zuben: ????)

Soon, she could feel him throbbing as his thick turbid fluid was released into her honey pot. Her reason was driven elsewhere.

His glans pulsed inside her as he continued to thrust into her after ejaculating so that his emission could be swallowed deep inside.

After several thrusts, Ernest squeezed something in between Amber’ panting lips while she was out of it.

‘The sweets you had…’

‘Huh…’

‘They taste good, don’t they?’

How strange. Although it was the first time she had had one, the taste was somehow nostalgic. The peachy taste was familiar like the sweets she used to like when she was a child. (Zuben: Is he trying to make her believe she’s fallen in love with him or trying to tell her they’re not real?)

Ernest combed back her dark hair with his large hands and kissed her as the delicious love potion melted in her mouth.

He shook the vial before her face, ‘One more left…’ he said.

The bottle had one pink sweet left.

There was only one more and the love potion Matthias gave her would finish.

No one knew if the effects truly would last a lifetime.

He kissed her.

Was it because she already loved Ernest? Because she felt no particular change from eating the love potion sweet.

But it did not mean that her crime was gone. She should not have tried to not manipulate a man’s heart. Even if she loved him, there was no way she could be forgiven. As the thoughts settled in her head, the peach taste of the sweet became like ash in her mouth.

It’s enough now.

She had been happy every day this past month. She hadn’t had to fight with her sister, she could spend every day immersed in making lace and above all, she was surrounded by a deep love, even though it was false, she had been happy.

Too happy. Though she hated herself, she could not help it. But she wanted to be happy with her beloved Ernest.

But she wanted him to truly love her, not through the love potion. She wanted him to love her from the bottom of his heart.

Amber came to a decision that night.

She became determined to release him from the effects of the love potion.