My Lover's Personality is a Little Strange

Chapter 98

Then he immediately raised his head hearing her reprimanding him again.

"Chernicia taught me to throw away trash. Is Albrecht any different?"

"......."

Answer, he has to answer.

He has to say something.

He needs to get a hold of her.

"So don't bother me and go back."

"......."

His dry lips were like sand paper, he had wetted his lips several times but his voice still didn't come out.

Numerous excuses that were hovering at the tip of his mouth failed to make a sound and were swallowed up again in his throat.

No matter what he says, it will be just a cowardly and ugly excuse for her.

The many excuses that failed to make a sound became breathless and scratched his throat roughly.

Theodore couldn't bear to cry and gasped.

At that time his eyes were painfully red.

It looked like a very ugly and pitiful animal.

However, Yves coldly stared at him and turned away slowly.

'No, I have to hold her.'

Because he thought it would be the last time he would see her.

"......different."

At that moment, a barely raised sound caught her.

"I was taught that once you've earned something, you would never throw it away."

Theodore spoke what came out from his mouth without even knowing what he was talking about.

"Yves. If your Theo can be loved by you, he can turn his stomach upside down and be a good doggie who acts cute."

But it was also his real intention.

Theodore knew better than anyone that he was a bad person.

He knew that he would never be a good person like her because he already had so much blood on his hands since he was very young.

To win her heart...... He has to be nice.

He'll be the nicest dog in the world.

"So, don't abandon me."

He was about to cry when he thought she was abandoning him.

But Theodore did not cry.

Why are you crying? Because I didn't listen to you? Do you think you deserve to cry?

If he cries... she will hate it.

It was as if the moment he cries, she'll leave me behind.

"I'm sorry. But bad dogs bite their owners."

But despite his efforts not to cry somehow, she was just adamant despite the desire wanting to be nice.

She didn't want him.

All she wants is for him to disappear from here.

The moment he realized it, his mind turned white.

What should I do?

What should I do?

How can I hold Yves?

What can I do to win Yves's heart even a little bit.......

Snatch!

Grabbing her hand was an act that his body did before his head concluded.

"......then I'll be nice."