The Obsessive Male Leads Want to Eat Me Alive

Episode 35: What Makes A Secret, A Secret (III)

“This is my small sincerity, my lady.”

Baduel, baduel.

‘A small sincerity that shakes 100 times a second? Young gentleman.’

I smiled softly and accepted the flowers. At that time, my hand slightly grazed his.

“……!!!”

The chestnut bracken-like hand flinched like a surprised squirrel, woosh! He hid behind the sofa.

‘Ah, the baby must have been surprised.’

“Thank you so much, gentleman.”

However, this soft chestnut gentleman did not answer for a moment.

Bizet, who was watching, called his son’s name, “Kyle?”.

Then, after taking a brief deep breath, chestnut said,

“Sorry, I’m sorry. My heart is pounding so much.”

‘Chestnut gentleman is cute, heuk-heuk.’

I held back my laughter for a bit, fearing that I might laugh again through my nose.

Before I knew it, the boy’s fingertips were burning up again on the sofa.

“Lady.”

“Yes?”

Again, unlike his shy attitude, his tone and accent were very noble.

“After I become an adult, can I formally propose to the lady?”

…What a bulldozer comment at the age of 10!

Was this the ‘beastly’ side of Kyle that Bizet was talking about?

I glanced at Bizet’s eyes.

It was saying, ‘My son is good!’ With cheering eyes, he was shooting his gaze enthusiastically at the sofa.

‘I can’t refuse.’

It seemed like if I refused, the father and son would cry into their blankets next to each other tonight.

I happily replied with a smile.

“Okay, gentleman.”

After all, the chestnut gentleman wouldn’t even remember this promise when he becomes an adult.

‘Umm, my baby is trembling so much, let’s give him a ride.’

“As I heard from Marquis Winston, Kyle seems to be a gentle and wonderful person.”

“……!”

Kyle didn’t answer for a moment.

However, behind the sofa, I could see the chestnut head resting in embarrassment.

I just chuckled inwardly and laughed.

Then, Bizet, Marquis Winston, answered with a proud face.

“Of course! My son is a very attractive man. I want to show you more of that… Ah, Annette. May I serve you a meal at the Marquis of Winston?”

“Yes?”

‘Is he inviting me to his residence?’

‘What a bulldozer, even the aspiring father-in-law!’

‘Is being a bulldozer a family trait?’

As if he had read my expression for a moment, Bizet added hastily.

“Not today. However, I want to visit Taran Boulevard (the most popular shopping street in the region) with you and buy you a book.”

“I’m sorry, Marquis… I think that would be a little burdensome.”