The Devil's Cursed Witch novel Chapter 190

For a moment, she could only stare. She felt like her mind could not process what he said.

Regret? Regret what?

But then, she realized what he meant. It was as if she had been slapped. She lowered her head as blood rushed to her head, and tears started to form in the corners of her eyes. She felt like she had no right to look at Morpheus anymore. She wanted to hide, to scream, to run away. She didn’t understand what she was feeling, but she could not deny it.

“I…Morph—I’m…”

She was shaking so much that she could not form a coherent sentence.

Morpheus understood. He felt like his entire body was weighted by a mountain exactly because he understood.

‘Ah…she didn’t want it…’

With a bitter smile lingering on his handsome face, he moved away from her, giving her enough space to breathe comfortably, but he could not completely let go of her. His hand still caressed her cheeks, his touch gentle and affectionate, as if to assure her that refusing was fine. That he was fine.

“M-Morph, I…I am sorry,” she was finally able to say, feeling embarrassed by her actions. “I’m sorry—”

“Look at me,” he instructed, his voice as gentle as it could be.

She looked at him, the corners of her eyes pooling with tears of embarrassment. “I-I…”

“Hush,” he smiled. “You don’t need to apologize. I was lost in the moment as well, but luckily, a bit of reason was left. I wanted to make sure that you really want it. I want to kiss you badly too, and I would not have stopped if you wanted the same.”

“I…” Her mind was a mess of confusion with what she even wanted. “I don’t know…”

He let go of her hurt hand that he was still holding as well as pulled back his other hand that was caressing her cheek. He let out an awkward yet bitter-sounding laugh as his fingers brushed through his ash grey hair, somewhat a nervous tick as he avoided her gaze.

“Is that so…? I guess, well, let’s not think about it…”

His eyes happened to land on the bundle of fruits on the stone railing.

“The Dragon Fire Fruits, hah, I almost forgot. You should eat one. It tastes best when it’s freshly plucked. You might feel better and help you change your mood?” he said, still sounding awkward, and without waiting for her reply, he pulled out one fruit from the bundle, peeled it and offered it to her.

With her hands still trembling, she accepted the peeled fruit, coordinating with him as she too wanted to get out of this embarrassing situation as soon as she could.

“Oh, but eat only this one, or you will fall asleep again,” he suggested, to which he received a small nod.

With her attention no longer on him, Morpheus let out a shaky breath and regained his lost composure. He distanced himself a bit from her while leaning with his back against the railing of the balcony, his arms folded in front of his broad chest and his legs crossed over each other.

As the breeze gently ruffled against his hair, he found himself becoming calmer. He was content to simply watch Ember nibbling at the fruit with adorably small bites.

Of course, Ember could sense his gaze on her. After a while, she felt like she could no longer stand his silent scrutiny.

“Stop looking at me.”

She was still embarrassed by what happened a moment ago. If it was not for Morpheus pulling away, she was sure that something more would have happened between them. She had no will to resist what she felt earlier, and neither did she have the ability to stop her desires.

Morpheus chuckled, wanting to tease her.

“But you eat so well.”

“D-Don’t tease me!”

Seeing her face burn crimson, he made himself look away. “Fine!”

After she finished that fruit, she stood next to him, her hands holding onto the balcony railing as support. She felt relieved that the awkward atmosphere around them had started to disappear.

“Thank you…” she started, her voice small and barely audible, “umm, for the fruits…”

Morpheus asked, “Did something happen?”

“Huh?” was all she could say as she didn’t know what he was referring to.

“What happened to make you feel like this?” he clarified. “We’ve hung out many times, and you’ve never behaved like this. Something triggered you. Is it the effect of the bond?”

“That…” she hesitated.

“I am your friend and you can tell me. Friends are there so you can share things with them that you cannot normally share with others.” He then looked to his right, and their gazes met once more. “I am sure something has happened.”

She felt her heart beating faster, a mix of nervousness and embarrassment making her hesitate.

“I only want to be of help,” he assured her.

It was the first time Morpheus had harboured romantic thoughts for a woman. It was the first intimate encounter he had with a female, and it was his first kiss, though it was nothing more than just lightly touching their lips. _{freēwēbnovel.com}