About Becoming My Ex-Husband's Mistress - Chapter 38

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Chapter 38. One Day Every Ten Days
“Big sister! I’m here!”
I turned to see Bridget clutching her mother’s hand, waving her other adorable little arm with unbridled excitement.
“Oh, so the New House is finished?”
Soon, the Island’s residents arrived bearing gifts.
Oil lamps to hang in the Yard, fishing rods, fishing nets, sturdy locks, cleaning brushes—and more.
Mostly practical items for daily life.
Without any guidance, the people naturally settled at outdoor tables, conversing and enjoying the food.
Whenever the bonfire dimmed, they adjusted the flames themselves, and at some point, they began roasting meat they’d brought over the fire.
Eventually, a middle-aged man began playing an accordion, and the people started dancing.
The atmosphere grew festive.
I savored the modest celebration with them, until the stars hung high in the sky.
All the while ignoring the curse’s sensation creeping upward.
As the night deepened, people began departing one by one.
I saw them off.
“Today was so much fun, Teacher!”
“It wasn’t as bad as I thought. I’ll be going now.”
It was Misha with her radiant smile and Irina with her refreshed demeanor.
“See you next time.”
“Take care. Get some good rest.”
“Thanks to you, we had a wonderful time.”
Maji and the two older women left as well.
Bridget had already fallen asleep in her mother’s arms.
“Have a good night.”
The last to remain was Walter.
He helped me tidy the outdoor tables before waving goodbye.
“Sleep well, Priscilla.”
“Thank you for helping, Walter.”
Once Walter departed, only the light spilling from the house and the sound of waves remained.
After standing there briefly, I poured the rest of my water onto the bonfire, where embers still glowed, extinguishing it.
With a sharp hiss, white smoke rose into the air.
As I lifted my gaze to watch the ascending smoke, I saw the night sky—a black curtain embroidered with starlight.
And then Luderne Sellen’s dark hair came to mind.
Despite my resolve not to think of him, it happened so naturally.
In that moment, the scorching breath I’d been suppressing so carefully erupted once more.
“Hah…”
A sharp, throbbing sensation shot through my lower abdomen.
Though I’d resolved to endure it as much as possible, now that my body was reacting this way, I found myself wondering if I should abandon all shame and pride and seek out Luderne Sellen.
‘I was fine when I was enjoying the party with everyone.’
Torn by conflict, I walked toward the Beach, hoping the night Sea’s breeze might cool the heat spreading through my body.
I had been standing there for quite some time when I finally reached for the door handle to enter the house.
The slow, rhythmic sound of hoofbeats drew closer.
A small light flickered through the darkness, approaching steadily.
A soft neigh.
With that sound, a broad-shouldered man in a black robe rode into my yard on a glossy black horse.
Holding a small lamp in one hand, he had pulled his hood so far down that only his prominent nose and tightly set jaw were visible.
But I recognized him immediately.
Because the desire I had barely managed to suppress with mere traces of his scent suddenly surged wildly out of control.
I nearly called out his name without permission, so I covered my mouth with both hands.
Seeing that, one corner of his mouth lifted in a crooked smile.
Luderne Sellen removed his hood and dismounted. Then he handed me the lamp he’d been holding, speaking in a gruff tone.
“Hold this.”
He tied the horse’s reins firmly to the fence.
“At this hour…”
I was about to ask what brought him here, but the cold gleam in his eyes made me close my mouth again.
A brief silence fell between us.
Luderne Sellen was the first to speak.
“Are you planning to keep me standing out here?”
“Ah, p-please, come inside.”
Flustered, I opened the door and welcomed him in.
At that moment, a tingling sensation ran through my inner thighs. I felt a dampness there as well.
That’s when I realized—now was the perfect opportunity to suppress the curse.
But seeing his displeasure, it wouldn’t be easy.
I bit my lip slightly and gestured toward the Sofa.
“I’ll bring you something. Would you sit there?”
But Luderne Sellen remained standing, looking around the house as he spoke.
“Sir Jester helped you, then?”
“…Yes. He’s been very kind.”
I rummaged through the cupboard and found some remaining goat’s milk.
Dairy products contain compounds that help calm the nerves. If I could ease his inexplicable displeasure, would seduction become easier?
I warmed the goat’s milk appropriately, poured it into a cup, and offered it to Luderne Sellen.
Luderne Sellen accepted the cup. But instead of drinking, he only stared at its contents.
Wondering if he thought the quality of the food was poor, I added more.
“It’s fresh goat’s milk with excellent flavor. I’ve warmed it, so drinking it will lift your spirits. You’ll sleep well too.”
A hint of mockery crossed his lips.
The expression of bewilderment was so pronounced I couldn’t help but ask.
“Why… why are you like that?”
“More than ten days have passed, yet you haven’t come, despite how you should have.”
That’s because I’ve been restraining myself as much as possible.
“I wondered if you’d found some way to manage it yourself, but it seems that’s not the case…”
His words made me bristle with displeasure.
His attitude—that certainty he couldn’t function without me—struck me as arrogant.
‘Should I just tell him to leave?’
I bit my lip.
His seemingly indifferent gaze swept slowly across my face and body.
In that moment, I despised myself.
Just moments ago I’d been irritated, yet now my heart raced simply because his eyes had lingered on me.
Wherever his gaze traveled, I found myself hoping he’d press his lips there, and simultaneously I felt like a beast—consumed by self-loathing at my own desires.
To want his embrace after witnessing such arrogance. I deserved far worse than a dismissal.
Luderne Sellen looked around the house again.
“There’s a rather sensual fragrance permeating this place, yet you’ve served me a sleeping draught instead of wine. I’m curious about your intentions.”
A gulp.
He drained the goat’s milk in one draught and set the empty cup on the table.
It was the opposite interpretation of my original seductive intent, but since the goal remained the same, my chest stung with shame.
Irritation flared within me, and I pointed toward the door.
“Yes. Your Grace need not worry. Please rest comfortably at home.”
A satisfying dismissal.
But that satisfaction lasted only three seconds.
Because if he actually accepted my dismissal, I’d be the one in trouble.
‘I’ve lost my mind!’
One of Luderne Sellen’s eyebrows rose.
“…Is there truly another way to resolve this? Who?”
“Ah, you don’t need to know.”
“So it was a lie that it has to be me.”
“…”
I didn’t answer.
Luderne Sellen, who had been studying my expression intently, rose from his seat.
“It seems it hasn’t been resolved yet. I came thinking I should help, for once.”
“Even so, an arrogant man is…”
“I was born into a position where arrogance is inevitable.”
Then something startling happened.
Luderne Sellen stood and strode toward the door.
My body moved of its own accord at his departing movement.
I found myself blocking the doorway.
He stood a step away, towering over me, his hand nearly grasping the door handle.
“Since you say you don’t need me, I’ll honor your dismissal.”
As I felt his breath, my heart pounded violently and my lower belly tightened.
I’d known it, but now I understood it more desperately.
As long as the curse existed, no matter how cruel his words, I could only ever be utterly powerless before him.
Cold comfort or hot—pride was a luxury I couldn’t afford. I had to extinguish the curse’s burning heat.
Even if it meant debasing myself, I couldn’t let him leave.
“Even if you’re leaving, at least listen to what I’m saying until the end. I was testing how long I could endure without the Grand Duke.”
My face flushed hotly as I spoke, but there was nothing I could do about it.
“But it would be difficult to do this every time. So…”
Hot breath caught in my throat, suffocating me.
“I skipped some words, but what I meant was that an arrogant man is exactly my type, so after you help me, go home and sleep comfortably.”
I added hastily.
“So…… once every ten days, without fail.”
Luderne Sellen asked as if bewildered.
“Once every ten days you want me to do that, and then sleep at home? Are you saying you’ll use me as a tool from now on?”
Startled by the word “tool,” I quickly spoke up.
“Y-you can sleep here too! If you’re busy, you can just leave, or come whenever and do it!”
“Huh?”
Luderne Sellen stared down at me intently.
Only then did I realize what I had just blurted out.
Suddenly, a wave of harsh reality crashed over me.
‘What am I even saying…’
Embarrassment made my head drop of its own accord. I wanted to disappear.
But if I backed away now, he would open the door and leave.
My thirst would only grow worse.
“So, I…”
As I kept my head down, searching for the right words, my gaze was suddenly drawn to his lower presence.
It was clearly protruding.
As if it might burst.
That massive, hard thing that could suppress my curse.
‘Ah.’
In that moment, I realized something else.
He claimed he came to help, but Luderne Sellen is a man too. Even without love, he needs someone to freely satisfy his desires with.
Then a plausible answer to propose to him suddenly came to me.
“Yes. That would work.”
I quickly lifted my head and looked at Luderne Sellen as I spoke.
“I’ll do it.”
One of Luderne Sellen’s eyebrows twitched upward.
“Do what?”
“Be your mistress.”

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