Cheat Awakening

"Ouch!"

"What happened Myne? Why did you hit me all of a sudden?" Gwen, who received a hard love fist on her head, asked, tears welling in her eyes. Myne hadn't held back in his attack, and Gwen literally landed on the ground, clutching her head.

"Because I was seduced by an idiot, and I'm furious with myself. I desperately wanted to vent my anger on someone, otherwise I might not be able to sleep peacefully tonight," Myne growled, a black mark visible on his forehead. He completely ignored Gwen's pitiful cries and was about to strike again when she scrambled back with a horrified expression like a scared little girl, which made him give up.

"Sigh, tell me, Gwen," Myne said, his anger subsiding slightly after a deep breath. "When you were young, did you fall from the bed and damage your brain or something? You know, I'm seriously questioning my decision to make you my woman."

Taking a deep breath, Myne calmed down himself. He sat on the ground beside the still-trembling Gwen, who was still holding her head with a crying face, grabbed her waist, and pulled her onto his lap. Gently, he rubbed his palm over her head in a soothing gesture.

"No, my brain never got injured, but Myne, at least could you please tell me what happened?

Why did you suddenly become angry with me?" Gwen, although feeling happy in her heart hearing that Myne accepted her as his woman, which meant from now on she didn't have to live in fear that she might suddenly lose her control and like a mindless beast have sex with any random man on the road to satisfy her inner urge to absorb other essences, still didn't dare to question Myne boldly since the other party clearly seemed to have a reason to be angry with her.

So, helplessly, she could only ask meekly.

"Do I really need to explain?" Myne retorted. "Don't you realize the mistake you've made? How you and your mother could have possibly survived this long is beyond me! You have a completely unlocked hidden door in your kitchen! A gentle push, even a strong wind, could open it, making it known to everyone, and it leads directly to someone else's house's main entrance!

Tell me, what should I have done besides hit you for such stupidity? You're practically telling bad people, 'Come, there is a hidden door in my house, come and take advantage of us'! And the worst part? You're proud of it!"

His anger flaring again, Myne continued, "If your mother were healthy, I really would want to give her a beating as well! How could she ignore such an obvious security risk? Let's forget if she didn't mind inviting bad guys into her house, but how could she play with the safety of my woman's body without any permission as if it were nothing?!"

The more Myne spoke, the angrier he became. He wanted to lash out, but feeling Gwen's trembling form in his arms, he could only sigh helplessly. He decided to postpone her punishment until their next heart-to-heart conversation in bed.

"I... I am sorry, Lord Myne," Gwen whimpered, the fear from Myne's outburst causing her to subconsciously add the honorific title back into her speech. "I will definitely seal that hidden door later."

"Forget it," Myne sighed. "Since you understand, don't ever do something so foolish again. From now on, you'll be under my watchful eye. I'll train you properly so this doesn't happen again.

However, admitting your mistake shows courage, so I won't drag this out any further." Myne, his anger spent, nodded with satisfaction, seeing Gwen understand her error and reflect on it instead of crying hysterically.

"Okay, cheer up. Let's go meet your mother," Myne said with a coaxing smile. He planted a kiss on Gwen's cheek to soothe her, then gently patted her backside before urging her to stand. Myne himself stood and helped wipe away her tears.

It was good that like Myne's other girls, Gwen was also a natural beauty who didn't like putting makeup on her face, otherwise, she might have already turned into a frightened clown right now.

"Hehe, alright then let go, Myne! Let me take you to meet my mother. She'll definitely be happy to see you.

By the way, she knows quite a lot about you," Gwen, who overcame her depression and sadness with frighteningly high speed under Myne's few sweet words, turned into the cheerful girl she was before, which even dumbfounded Myne, who could only shake his head helplessly, as he found one more hopeless girl as his life partner.

"But how does your mother know me? I don't think I've ever met her, have I?" Myne, who decided to ignore Gwen's matter for the time being and train her brain thoughtfully later, asked in confusion as he walked towards the second door on the right side of the living room.

Gwen's face flushed a deep red. "Hahaha, I don't think many people wouldn't know the story of 'The Toad Who Eaten the Swan.' After all, how many commoners with no background and financial woes do you think can marry the kingdom's eldest princess, and on top of that, along with another unknown beautiful girl? You're definitely the first in history to make such a legend!

Obviously, people talk about you a lot. By the way, I was also at your wedding. You were looking so handsome that day, words can't describe it!" She embarrassingly said. Although she had already had more than a few hours of in-depth communication with Myne and both of them had seen every single part of their bodies, she still felt very shy while mentioning those things.

"Ah, so that explains it," Myne said, a realization dawning on him. "Wait a minute, after coming back home, you didn't do some perverted things while imagining me, right?" He asked playfully, blocking Gwen's attempt to sneak into her mother's room to avoid him.

Gwen's eyes widened in alarm, like a cat whose tail gets stepped on, instantly became frightened upon hearing that her secret had been exposed just like that. Due to her bloodline, after seeing Myne waving from the platform on your wedding day, looking incredibly handsome, she couldn't control her inner heat.

After rushing home as soon as possible, she locked herself in the room and spent more than two hours releasing her inner heat. Naturally, she needed something to stimulate herself during the process.

"I see, so you really did that, huh? No wonder I was sneezing a lot that night. So it was you remember me a little too much, you little pervert!" Myne pulled Gwen into a tight embrace, lifted her long skirt playfully, and gave her two tightly-slapped on her round, bubbly butt, making them jiggle.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Moan~ Please, Myne, stop! Mother will hear us! I promise you can play with in me in my as much as you want later, but please not here," Gwen begged with a nervous look on her face, which was so cute that Myne really wanted to eat her.

But considering that he didn't have much time or mana, he could only take advantage of Gwen with a deep, passionate kiss until she ran out of breath before releasing her.

"Alright, fine, as you wish, my little pervert maid," Myne replied with an evil smile, while licking his lips playfully. His hands were wandering on her body like snacks, which instantly made her body react strongly, sending shivers down her spine.

"Knock-knock! Mother, are you awake?"

Gwen, after tidying her clothes and hair and cleaning the lipstick mark on Myne's lips with her skirt, observed Myne from head to toe. Only after confirming that he looked perfect did she knock on the door. Seeing her behaviour, Myne wondered whether he had come here to ask for Gwen's hand in marriage or to see if he could somehow restore her health.

"Come in, honey. The door is unlocked. Cough, cough!"

A weak voice came from the other side of the door however halfway through it was cut short by a violent coughing fit. Gwen hurriedly opened the door and rushed in to be by her mother's side and offer her water to ease the coughing.

Left alone, Myne peeked into the room. Gwen's mother's room was significantly larger than the kitchen, perhaps twice the size.

A peculiar odour, a mixture of herbs and unknown elements, permeated the air. Two windows were tightly shut, as if the occupants lived in fear of fresh air hindering the patient's recovery. Furniture was sparse, consisting of a cupboard, a small table with two drawers overflowing with a messy assortment of herbs and empty glass vials located beside the bed, a basic single bed with a homemade mattress, a pair of candle stands, and a suspicious wooden bucket tucked discreetly beneath the bed, likely used for nature's call since Gwen's mother's condition probably prevented her from leaving the room.