He simply complied with Ariella’s request as if he were not curious about anything.
He was an exceedingly good person to use. However, his perfection always stirred Ariella’s conscience.
The elevator, which had ascended at a very slow pace, soon jolted to a stop on the top floor.
Ariella, who stepped out first, immediately turned right and carefully took her steps.
Eventually, she arrived in front of the room where Countess Annabelle would be with her lover and subtly glanced back at Nobert.
She thought her upcoming appearance would look quite ridiculous. Although she had told him in advance what she would do, seeing it in person would feel different.
‘Today might be the day my heart leaves me.’
Yes, it was rather a good thing.
Biting her lower lip, Ariella pressed her ear against the door without hesitation.
As expected, the soundproofing was not very good, and she could faintly hear Countess Annabelle’s voice.
However, it was difficult to understand the content as it seemed to be coming from a distance.
“……seems like……. …have to go….”
“Surely…… servant…….”
What is she saying? Ariella frowned and pressed her ear closer.
“It’s okay, I’ll….”
Perhaps due to her concentration, it became easier to understand little by little. The man’s voice grew louder.
“I’ll be back from the lounge soon.”
No, it wasn’t due to concentration. Countess Annabelle’s lover was approaching the door.
‘Oh no……!’
Ariella hurriedly pulled away from the door. She tried to move her legs quickly to get away, but it would be impossible to reach the elevator without being suspected.
It would be troublesome to raise Countess Annabelle’s suspicions. She quickly turned her gaze, searching for a place to hide.
“Over here.”
At that moment, Nobert, realizing the situation, pulled her in.
Ariella’s body moved as if it were flying due to the surprisingly great strength.
Bang, thud.
The sound of the door closing and opening echoed in the hallway simultaneously.
“Don’t do that, just send a staff member. What if they see your face?”
“I can hide my face well with the hood. More than that, I have something with my family’s crest in my bag. I can’t trust it to anyone else. I’ll be back soon, darling.”
Countess Annabelle and her lover had no idea that someone was currently spying on them as they opened the door and began their conversation.
Not far from where they were, in a small storage room where cleaning tools were kept.
In that cramped space, where there was no room to retreat, a man and a woman were gazing at different places, their bodies pressed against each other.
Thump, thump.
The warmth of their skin and the sound of their large heartbeats could be felt.
Swallowing hard, Ariella tore her gaze away from the crack in the door and slowly raised her eyes.
At that moment, in the quiet darkness, their gazes met.
The red eyes that glowed in the dim light flickered toward her. Whether it was l**t or an inexplicable sense of guilt, something within them boiled hotly.
In that moment, Nobert looked somehow pained. He bit his jaw so hard that it bulged, and she could feel the tension in the skin that touched her.
Even in that situation, the gaze looking at her seemed to see something precious and loving, making Ariella suddenly feel very shy.
“Those were definitely love-struck eyes. A very passionate and pure love.”
Suddenly, Amira’s voice echoed in her ears.
Is this how eyes look when directed at a lover?
Having had a fiancé but never a lover, she couldn’t know.
The first to look away was Nobert. Slowly, he turned his head and fixed his gaze on a corner of the cramped storage room.
As the sound of footsteps faded away, only the sound of their racing hearts intermittently broke the silence.
“……I think they’ve gone.”
His unusually subdued voice broke the tingling silence.
“It would be better to leave before they return.”
Nobert, deliberately avoiding Ariella’s gaze, reached for the storage room door.
Just as his long fingers were about to touch the doorknob.
A white hand pulled him back.
“Just a moment.”
Even though their fingers had only briefly touched, Nobert’s large body visibly flinched.
His gaze, meeting hers once more, wavered as if caught in a test. Ariella, equally embarrassed, instinctively turned her head away. Her already small voice shrank further.
“Wait here a little longer. Just until that man returns. I want to confirm his face again.”
A moment ago, the situation had been too urgent to properly see the face of Lady Anabelle’s lover.
While a fleeting glance had given her a vague idea of who it might be, it was better to be certain.
Even in this flustered state, Ariella didn’t forget her task.
