Chapter 19 I didn't ask you to
It wasn't clear what time it was, but the air felt very cold. The heavy rain hadn't stopped since last night, and dark clouds still shrouded the sky. Every now and then, thunder rumbled loudly, accompanied by lightning that split the sky.
Camilla, quite startled by the sounds, immediately opened her eyes and stared at the face of the man sleeping, hugging her. Her mind reeled, then stopped at last night's events.
"Doggie," Camilla scolded.
"Wake up!" Camilla shook Danieru, hoping he would open his eyes and talk to her. But Danieru didn't react; he continued to sleep, much to Camilla's annoyance.
"Now he's sleeping like a pig," Camilla muttered.
Danieru, who had actually woken up, opened his eyes and smiled lazily at Camilla. "What's wrong? Do you want to thank me?"
Bugh...
The blow landed on Danieru's cheek, causing the man to widen his eyes and feel red fluid leaking from his nose. Danieru sat up, feeling quite sore, and he clearly wasn't going to tolerate Camilla's behavior.
"Camillaaaaaaa... you're so rude!" Danieru exclaimed hysterically.
Camilla, seeing Danieru's reaction, remained silent. She stared at the man's face and found something funny. Danieru... look at that stupid expression on his face, how could she treat him, who was suffering, like a clown? Her sense of humor was truly at its lowest ebb.
"Y-you! Oh my... why does it have to be a woman like you! You should be grateful that I was your medicine last night," Danieru said, wiping the blood from his nose.
"Help me?"
"Help me?" Danieru parroted. He then asked, "Have you forgotten what happened last night?"
"I didn't ask you to," Camilla replied.
Danieru instantly froze, his body completely stiff, and his lips and tongue completely numb. What Camilla had just said was true. Camilla never asked him to, in fact, she had forbidden him to come near.
“Why are you so quiet?” Camilla asked.
“I did it sincerely,” Danieru argued. He didn't want to be seen as intentionally helping Camilla; he wanted to let her know how sincere he was.
Camilla, hearing Danieru's defense, reached out her hand, grabbed his head, and slammed it against hers with considerable force.
“A-akh... stupid! That hurts,” Danieru said, rubbing his forehead.
“If you did it sincerely, why do you expect anyone to thank you?” Camilla asked.
Danieru was unable to answer. The man stared at Camilla with a blank stare, his mouth slightly open. Really, was Camilla really that annoying? Why could she leave him speechless?
“Annoying!”
Camilla, hearing Danieru's words, stared at him innocently. She then pulled back the thick blanket covering their bodies and focused her gaze on Danieru's crotch.
"Why is he so small?" Camilla asked, pointing to Danieru's still-sleeping manhood.
"CAMILLAAAAAAA, WHY ARE YOU SO ANNOYING TODAY?" Danieru shouted. The man felt his throat sore, and he could still hear her voice bouncing around the room.
The man's face flushed, somewhat embarrassed by Camilla's outburst. He took a deep breath, tried to calm himself, and smiled at Camilla.
"Why are you screaming? Are you too happy?" Camilla asked.
Hearing Camilla's question, Danieru didn't know what to say. He stared at Camilla's breasts and smirked. "Isn't it heavy carrying two melons on your body?"
Camilla stared at her breasts. "No, I even feel more confident."
“Don’t you realize that your womanhood is also loose?” Danieru asked.
“If so, why do you enter it and call it ‘tight’?”
“And if my manhood is small, why are you moaning?” Danieru asked.
“That’s so you don’t give up and keep up the excitement.” Camilla blinked a few times, observing Danieru.
Danieru slapped his forehead, then got out of bed and stood upright in front of Camilla. "First, because my manhood is still asleep, you can't see my true form."
Camilla nodded. "Does your manhood have eyes?"
"Y-you... oh my, why do I have to be trapped with a woman like you?"
"Because you chose her, I didn't ask you to."
Danieru felt cornered again. It was true, he was the one who chose Camilla, and he even forced her. But... ah... Danieru didn't know what to do. Camilla looked so innocent, her face as if she'd never sinned, and everything she'd done today had suddenly made his blood pressure rise.
Danieru didn't want his heart to suddenly ache from being too shocked by Camilla's behavior. He headed towards his walk-in closet, looking for something to cover his body. Damn... why did Camilla always manage to annoy him so much? The woman had managed to disrupt his peaceful life, and she had also managed to make him do anything for others without being told.
While Danieru was deep in thought in another room, Camilla stood up and headed towards the same room. She then stopped, her hand reaching out and touching the closed door. For a moment... the woman smiled softly, feeling a little lucky that Danieru was willing to help her.
“Thank you,” Camilla whispered.
With that, Camilla immediately left. She headed towards the dressing table and glanced at her bag neatly stored there.
Camilla immediately opened her bag and took out one of the small bottles containing medicine. She quickly opened the bottle and took two pills from it.
Camilla's eyes glanced around, and fortunately, she saw mineral water in a glass. Camilla immediately reached for it and drank it.
“Ahh... it feels better,” Camilla said softly.
The woman put the glass back neatly and then reached for her cell phone in her bag. Camilla checked her messages, and there were a lot of missed calls. It wasn't anything important, and she didn't care.
"Camilla, can you make breakfast?" asked Danieru, who had been standing behind her for some time. He hugged Camilla from behind, relieved when she was able to stand properly.
Danieru had also heard Camilla's words at the door, and he felt touched by them.
"I can't cook," Camilla said.
Danieru nodded, sensing Camilla wasn't too bothered by his actions. Danieru also quickly racked his brain, having several things he wanted to ask clearly.
"Are you trying to persuade me?" Camilla asked.
"You always know so much," Danieru replied.
"What's wrong?" Camilla asked.
Danieru took a deep breath. "Kitty, do you want to tell me something? Why... do you seem like you're going through something really hard? What's really happened to you? You seem very scared."
Camilla's body tensed, and she immediately freed herself from Danieru's embrace.
"Camilla, what's wrong? Tell me."
The woman calmed herself first, then looked at Danieru. He shouldn't have seen her in pain last night.
"Camilla, why are you so quiet?"
"I think you're trying to cross a line. If you still want to be my friend, don't ask me useless questions."
Danieru, noticing the change in Camilla's demeanor, became wary. The woman seemed so cold, so foreign, and so unreachable to him. Camilla's usually calm gaze had now turned sharp. Meanwhile, Camilla's usually kind voice sounded completely flat.
What happened? Why did such a simple question cause Camilla to change so drastically?
"Do you understand?"
Danieru, stunned, nodded his head involuntarily.
"Doggie, I'm hungry... are you that mean to your future wife?" Camilla asked.
Danieru, who saw Camilla's change in demeanor again, could hardly believe it. That woman... why did it seem like she had two personalities? Why did Camilla change so quickly?
“Ah... you're boring.”
“I was just surprised. It's like you have two very different sides to you.”
“No... I'm normal, I just feel uncomfortable when you ask about personal matters.”
“Okay, I'm sorry.”