To Help You Understand - Chapter 18

As soon as the game began, Violet foresaw that she might lose the bet with her husband.

From the beginning, the players of the two teams, who had taken off their tops, rushed at the same time. It was a competition with only strength.

At that time, a man with a large round barrel around his neck stopped in front of the window frame where the couple was watching the game.

“Lord, who are you betting on?… Oh, my God!”

The man who recognized Violet sitting next to Winter collapsed in horror. Then he became restless and cried and asked Winter.

“Do..do..do I have to kneel down?”

“Of course, it’s in front of someone.”

When Winter spoke with a serious expression, the man quickly knelt down. Surprised, Violet got up in a hurry and grabbed the man’s arm and lifted it.

“That’s not necessary. The royal family has been disbanded for three years, and even if not…… my husband was just teasing you.”

At Violet’s words, the man stood up feeling unfair and thrilled that the princess had held his arm. Then the man took off his hat and held it in his hand, crying at Winter.

“What a surprise! Why are you making fun of me!”

“Who’s to blame for your own stupidity? I’ll bet on Dozer.”

When Winter took out the bills from his wallet, the man turned the large board he was carrying on his back to the front. Then under the player’s name, “Crack Dozer,” the man wrote Winter’s name and the amount of money he bet.

Winter explained to Violet, who stays still watching the scene.

“First of all, it’s legal, and I’m betting on the first player here to bleed today.”

“That’s ridiculous. You’re making fun of me, aren’t you?”

“Which part doesn’t make sense?”

Winter asked back.

Violet was once again shocked that it was not a joke. It was strange to have such a bet, and she couldn’t believe it was legal.

The man with a bucket of money asked Violet.

“Who is the princess going to bet on? The first player you bet on will be honored for the rest of their life!”

“I’ll bet next time.”

When Violet tried to refuse, Winter pointed to the players and said.

“Have you tried horse racing?”

“Yes. One or two times following my father.”

“Just think all the players are horses.”

“They’re a person.”

“Just think it’s a horse and choose it. Think you have a mare and look carefully like a stallion.”

“Winter, how could you say such a rude thing…….”

Violet, who had already said “rude,” belatedly covered her mouth with her hands. However, one of the corners of Winter’s mouth was going up, probably already heard her, and the man who was giggling at the word stallion flinching at the word “rude” and stopped laughing.

Winter said.

“I’m sorry I won so easily.”

“But what you just said was too much. Please cancel it.”

“I cancel. I just wanted to make you say the word rude.”

Winter said soothingly and chinned the stadium as if asking her to choose a player.

It’s not that it’s not, but the Kaisele players were really like racehorses. On glossy skin, their muscles looked very big and looked like they didn’t have any wasted muscles.

Violet looked calmly and pointed to a player.

“That player looks like he’s in good shape.”

“Santor Than. That’s a good choice.”

Violet’s name was written on the board.

About 20 minutes later, the referee stopped the game when blood splashed from a punch at the stadium.

“It’s Santor!”

Someone shouted, and the audience began shouting Santor’s name. It continued while Santor, who punched during the match, was sent off.

The bloody stadium was shocking, but after learning the rules, Violet got interested little by little. She glanced at it in a similar mood like how she kept craving stimulating food. Perhaps because she lived in a dark and quiet place like a mole for three years, all unfamiliar things were interesting.

During the game, many people came to the box seat and greeted the two. Winter often bursted into laughter in the middle of the conversation, and Violet has never seen Winter smile like a boy in the past three years.

If I were dead, he’d be much more free.

It was strange that Violet’s body changed because of Winter’s pedigree, but the result was not for him.

***

It was around 9 o’clock when the two returned to the hotel and finished their bath.

Winter went back out of the hotel and bought a bag of his favorite crawler donuts at a nearby night market. The freshly made hot crawler donut had a lot of sugar on it.

“You’re not eating this either, right? You must be a bit picky.”

Winter grumbled.

It’s not that it’s not, but he bought fried fish for dinner at the stadium, but Violet didn’t eat well. She tried so hard to eat it as she noticed it was Winter’s favorite food, but the food remained on the plate.

Winter understood Violet’s mind because it did not fit aristocrats’ meals at all.

He knocked on the door and Violet came out in pajamas not long after.

His wife was so elegant that he wondered how she could do that even when she was alone.

Not only was she well-dressed, but there was a newspaper that she was reading and a tea on the table, a basket of biscuits was placed next to it, as expected.

“What’s going on?”

“Nothing.”

Winter closed the door again.

Hearing Turin’s useless chatter, it seemed that the House of Lawrence was also feeding caviar as baby food. Violet, who had become accustomed to all kinds of food since she was so young, found out exactly what Turin cared about and why he was using lavish praise.

Thanks to her, Turin’s job satisfaction has risen to an unprecedented level these days.

It was pathetic of him to give Violet a donut he bought on the street.

He was about to turn around, but the door opened again, and Violet grabbed Winter’s arm.

“Did I make a mistake today?”

Winter turned toward her when Violet anxiously asked.

“What mistake would you have made? My actions would have been the only ones that would have been pointed out.”

“Oh… I’m sorry.”He didn’t come here to be angry, but Violet apologized embarrassingly for she thought he was angry at the things she pointed out as rude.

Seeing the scene, Winter grabbed her arm and took her into the room and held out a bag.

“I was hungry and bought it, but there was too much.”

“What’s that?”

“Is it your first time seeing a doughnut that looks like this?”

“Yes, I’ve never tried it before.”

Violet took the bag close to her face, smelled it, and exclaimed, “Oh!”

“It smells so good.”

Fortunately, the response was good.

The two of them sat in front of the table. Violet took out a sweet donut full of sugar and was flustered by the sugar pattering on the table

“Oh, my….”

“Don’t worry about it. That’s how you normally eat it.”

Violet, who was somewhat relieved by Winter’s words, opened her mouth a little and ate a little at the end. Soon, however, after seeing Winter eat a donut with his mouth wide open, she also opened her mouth wide. Violet mumbled while covering her mouth with her hands and said.

“Oh, my God, it’s really delicious.”

It was quite different from the expression “It’s delicious”, as if a guest was praising the bad food at dinner, that she said while eating fried fish earlier.

Violet quickly ate up one of the sweet and chewy crawlers. When Winter, who saw the sugar on her mouth, smiled without realizing it, Violet blinked and asked.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Because it’s cute.”

“Who?”

“There’s only two of us here. Do you think I’m cute?”

The word cute was so unfamiliar for her that Violet could not respond. She was not a cute child at all because she was grown-up from a young age, and after she became an adult, she did not often hear compliments.

Which part was cute? While Violet was confused, Winter leaned back, put his feet on another chair, and drank a glass of rum. He opened his mouth.

“If you like the maid and the cook, take them to the Blooming family. I’ll pay them enough to go that far.”

“No, it’s okay.”

Violet shook her head.

Lulu and Turin were the people she met in the capital. She didn’t want to show them herself being left out of Blooming’s mansion and often acting like she was out of her mind by sharing with them even the cliché stories.

The thought of the tea party standing in front of me while listening to the criticism suddenly made her stuffy. She looked at Winter to change the subject.

“Oh, I decided to kiss you in exchange. Shall we do it now?”
“I came here with that in mind.”

“I see.”

Violet got up from her seat. Then she stood in front of Winter, grabbed him lightly on the shoulder, pressed his lips with hers lightly as usual, and pulled apart.

“Is it okay?”

“Not at all.”

“You said kiss. Is there a problem?”

Only then did Winter get up from his seat when Violet tilted her head. He pushed the newspaper off the table with his hands and held Violet’s waist with both hands and sat on the table.

Violet looked up at Winter with her head up.

“Don’t sit on the table.”

“You can kiss me.”

Winter leaned over the table with his hand. As the faces of the two became somewhat closer, Winter stopped and glanced at her eyes.

Why is he so close to me and not kissing me right away?….

Violet leaned back little by little because she was nervous without realizing it. Then Winter held her waist tightly in one arm and pulled her close. Violet gazed gently at Winter’s face, which became too close. The male-smelling features, necks, and physique strangely did not threaten Violet. Rather it made her curious.

What is the kiss he wants? As soon as she thought, each other’s lips touched.

Even the way he kissed seemed to be completely different from her husband.