The Obsessive Male Lead Is Obsessed With Me! - Chapter 117

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Episode 117

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The wedding day.

The sky was clear without a single cloud, and the sunlight shone brilliantly as if blessing us.

As I expected, everyone who received invitations attended our wedding.

Perhaps to see the Pope who rarely engages in external activities, there were many gazes peering inside from outside the chapel windows.

‘It’s good that our wedding is becoming a topic of conversation one way or another.’

I stood on the dais of the Grand Chapel, where a giant statue looked down upon us, in front of countless watching people, and made eternal vows with Lionel.

“Do the bride and groom swear to fulfill their duties and responsibilities as husband and wife, trusting and respecting each other until the day they return to God’s embrace?”

“We swear.”

“Good. God has witnessed your vows.”

As if his words weren’t just ceremonial, the moment the Pope finished speaking, a bright light burst forth from around the head of the giant statue that had been looking down at us.

“Oh, ooh! Dear God…!”

“My goodness, I never thought I’d see God’s halo…!”

While Lionel and I stood quietly in front of the dais, the guests all exclaimed loudly with moved voices. Some were even sniffling and crying.

‘Well, they did say it’s not common for that halo to appear around the statue.’

At most two or three times a year, wasn’t it? I think they said sometimes it doesn’t appear even once in a year.

But even though the Pope was officiating, for God’s halo to appear at a wedding rather than a prayer service.

This was certainly an unusual occurrence.

Perhaps it was because both Lionel and I possessed oracles?

‘Thank you for the blessing, God. We’ll live well!’

Then, as if hearing my inner voice, the halo above the statue’s head sparkled once more.

Everyone must have seen that halo as the sounds of admiration from behind grew even louder. It was the Pope who quieted the people chattering in excitement.

“Please be quiet, everyone. The ceremony is not completely finished yet.”

With a single gesture from him, people became quiet as if they had never been talking, and in the silent chapel, the Pope opened his mouth with a benevolent smile.

“Then finally, the vow’s kiss.”

Kyaa, here it comes!

‘Finally, the last part!’

I’d been up since dawn preparing for the wedding and couldn’t even drink a proper sip of water, but finally I could go eat.

So my excitement was because I could finally eat, definitely not because of Lionel lifting my veil.

‘Well, he is handsome…!’

His face was already handsome, but dressed up from head to toe for the wedding, it became an incredibly tremendously very extremely too handsome face. The kind of face you could live long just by feasting your eyes on?

‘Men really are all about the face.’

Couldn’t I make a fortune by setting up a shop, sitting him on a chair, and charging one gold coin just to look at his face once?

Of course, he’s too precious for me to share, so I wouldn’t do such a thing.

While I was smiling contentedly inside, Lionel’s face, burning with passion in his eyes, quickly closed the distance.

I reflexively grabbed his hand that was holding my veil.

And squeezed firmly.

‘Just lips! Only lips here!’

With everyone watching, and even God observing, he couldn’t suck and kiss like he usually did.

Fortunately, my repeated reminders last night paid off, as Lionel lightly pressed his lips to mine and stepped back.

The veil came down over my face again as I sighed in small relief. With this, all procedures of the wedding were complete.

“Congratulations on your marriage!”

“Live happily!”

“May God’s protection be with you!”

While walking down the wedding road placed in the center of the Grand Chapel with Lionel’s arm linked in mine, people showered blessing petals over our heads.

I was smiling brightly and greeting people with thanks and gratitude when suddenly my linked arm with Lionel came undone.

‘Huh? What?’

Before I could finish that thought, Lionel interlaced his fingers with mine and held my hand.

This must have looked more intimate to others, as exclamations of “Oh my, oh my” erupted from various places.

I didn’t mind either way, but I wondered why he suddenly unlinked our arms to hold hands instead, when…

Swish. Swish.

I felt the sensation of his thumb stroking my hand earnestly. At first I thought I was mistaken, but I wasn’t. It was real!

‘This man, really.’

Can’t you see all the people around us? I glanced at him sideways from under my veil and squeezed our interlaced hands firmly once. Then I unlaced our fingers and linked arms with him again.

This time Lionel obediently accepted my arm link. Perhaps that kiss earlier was his way of saying he wasn’t satisfied?

‘Kiss or whatever, I’m starving to death…’

But unfortunately, contrary to my joy thinking the wedding was really all over, the ‘real’ part was just beginning.

That is, greeting and thanking all the guests who came to congratulate us.

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After barely finishing greetings with the guests, a bolt from the blue struck Cecilia, who was excited about finally going to eat.

“Lastly, you must offer a prayer to God.”

“Pr-prayer?”

“Yes. Did God’s halo not appear during the wedding ceremony? Since God has blessed you, you must offer a prayer of gratitude in response.”

“A pr-prayer of gratitude… How long will it take?”

“It won’t take long. An hour will suffice.”

But to Cecilia, who felt like she might collapse from hunger, an hour was an extremely long time.

Just when she thought she could finally eat, Lionel spoke up seeing Cecilia’s despair at having to starve for another hour.

“Must the prayer of gratitude be offered by both of us together?”

“Since it’s both of your wedding, it doesn’t matter if only one person offers it…”

“Then I’ll offer the prayer of gratitude. Liri, please go eat first.”

“Is that really okay? Won’t God say ‘You rascal!’ for going to eat without praying?”

“Haha. God is not so narrow-minded.”

“Liri, didn’t you tell me that spouses are one body? So whether I pray alone or we pray together, it’s the same thing.”

“That’s right! As expected of my husband!”

Cecilia gave Lionel a tight hug and giggled while waving at him.

“Then I’ll go eat first! See you later, honey!”

“Yes.”

Cecilia said she would offer a brief prayer, clasped her hands in front of the Pope, repeated “Thank you, really really thank you,” then left to eat.

The Pope spoke to Lionel, who was quietly watching her retreating figure, with a small cough.

“Shall we move to the prayer room then.”

This was the Grand Chapel. With the giant statue facing them, there was no need to move locations if the purpose was to offer prayers to God.

But Lionel nodded without complaint, and the two moved to the prayer room.

The prayer room the Pope led him to was an extremely small space, like a confessional.

The space that could barely fit two people contained only a small table and chair. So the Pope had to personally bring another chair from outside.

“Hehe, it’s a bit cramped, isn’t it? This is my personal space. I offer prayers here every morning.”

“I see.”

“Just a moment. I’ll light the candle.”

Though the space was narrow, there wasn’t a speck of dust in the prayer room and everything was well-maintained. At least his claim of offering prayers here every morning didn’t seem to be a lie.

“There. Now please sit.”

The Pope lit the candle, closed the prayer room door, and offered Lionel a seat.

Lionel sat without ceremony and asked the Pope sitting across from him first.

“What is it you wish to tell me in private?”

“…How did you know?”

Though the Pope looked surprised, he didn’t deny Lionel’s words.

He fixed his gaze on the candle burning in the middle of the table as he spoke.

“I’ve never heard that one must offer a prayer of response just because a halo appears, and there were several opportunities, yet you deliberately waited until Liri was exhausted before bringing it up.”

“My, was my intention that obvious?”

“Liri doesn’t seem to have noticed, so you needn’t worry about it.”

The smoke rising from the candle reached the ceiling and spread wide, creating a faint dome-shaped barrier.

The Pope had probably brought me to this narrow prayer room to deploy this soundproof barrier.

Sure enough, words that would cause great trouble if others heard them flowed from the Pope’s mouth.

“I’ll ask you directly. Your Highness, do you wish to sit on the imperial throne?”

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