Pregnant Cultivator, Doted by Big Boss

Chapter 506: Chapter 504: Don’t Go

It seemed his guess was correct.

This woman before him was truly not from Silvanis.

So where was she from, if not Silvanis?

An idea occurred to him.

’If Nerida is from somewhere other than Silvanis...’ A thought struck him. ’Is the reason she doesn’t want me because she already has a lover back home? Someone she likes?’

’She has someone she likes?’ The realization sparked a flame of jealousy in his heart.

Before he could dwell on it further,

Nerida spoke. "The day I first met you was the day I arrived in Silvanis. I didn’t know at the time that this place has always been an Amarantha."

As Nerida finished speaking, Aeron’s head snapped up, his eyes fixed on her. "Really?" ’If that day was truly her first time in Silvanis, and she didn’t understand anything about this place... then I can understand why she left me.’

Nerida nodded slightly. "I thought you wouldn’t be at a disadvantage by being with me. As for myself, I’m used to being on my own and have no intention of finding a Taoist Companion, so I figured we could just pretend it never happened."

Beneath his sleeve, Aeron’s hand twitched, his fingers tightening. He was actually feeling a little nervous. He looked up at her, his expression serious. "So you know now? What are your intentions?"

Nerida scratched her head.

"I just wanted to make things clear with you."

He demanded,

"Make things clear? You mean you want to call it even?"

Before Nerida could answer, he continued, "The men of Silvanis, once we choose someone, it’s for life. I’ve never had a lover before you, nor have I ever liked anyone else. I came to you pure and untainted. The reason I was willing to help you is that I’ve already accepted you as my wife. You said that day was your first time in Silvanis and that you didn’t understand our ways—I don’t blame you for that. We can let the past be the past. So, I’m asking you now: Are you willing to be my wife?"

Are you willing to be my wife?

Nerida hadn’t expected him to be so direct, to suddenly broach this topic. Seeing his solemn expression, the question "Are you willing to be my wife?" actually left her stunned for a moment.

"Aeron, we barely know each other."

Hearing this, Aeron lowered his head, a blush creeping up his face. He mumbled, "We’ve already... done that. How much better do you want to know me?"

At his words,

some color finally rose to Nerida’s own cheeks.

Aeron stepped forward.

He called to her.

"Wife."

Before Nerida could react, he had already stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her.

"Don’t go."

He lowered his head slightly, his soft voice whispering in her ear. "I don’t want to call it even with you. I’ve been thinking about you this whole time."

Nerida: "..."

She stood frozen, letting him hold her.

’What is he saying? He’s been thinking about me?’

’My brain feels like it’s short-circuiting.’

Holding Nerida, Aeron expressed his feelings frankly. In truth, his face was already beet red, but he truly didn’t want her to leave.

’Stay?’

’No... Outside, my wife, The Exalted One, and the others are still waiting for me.’

Thinking of this,

Nerida grabbed his hands.

"Aeron... there are people waiting for me."

The Exalted One and my wife, as well as Annie and her little Princess, were all waiting for her. Her only thought now was to return to them. As for "Taoist Companion," the word was truly foreign to her.

But her words caused Aeron to misunderstand. He just murmured, "Someone is waiting for you?"

She was being so blunt, and he could even see in her eyes an arrow-like urgency and joy to return.

’So she really does have someone waiting for her outside of Silvanis. Is that person... the one she loves?’

He lowered his head slightly and whispered, "So that’s how it is. Someone is waiting for you."

Nerida nodded. "That’s why I have to go back." ’I can’t keep my wife waiting for too long. I wonder if she’s lost any weight.’

The two of them were on completely different wavelengths, yet they had somehow managed to have a perfect conversation.

Aeron stood frozen in place, his gaze sweeping over her face. The woman before him spoke with a voice that was firm and resolute, her eyes filled with determination.

Aeron fell silent.

’Someone is waiting for her.’

’She’s dead set on leaving to find that person.’

’And what about me? In her heart, I’m just an accident.’

He was the Young Lord of Silvanis; what could he possibly not obtain if he wanted it? Forget just one woman—with a single word from him, countless women would fall for him. Yet the woman standing before him now treated him as if he were nothing, her thoughts completely consumed by someone else.

For the first time, he felt his pride had been crushed.

’Is that man really so great? That she’s so fixated on him? She’s already my wife, yet she’s thinking of someone else. How despicable!’

At that moment,

he even had the thought of locking her up. ’That way, she would belong only to me.’

Thinking of this, Aeron’s voice was hoarse as he asked, "Is he that great?"

Thinking of her wife, Nerida nodded slightly.

"Yes, very. And very gentle."

Aeron asked, "Is he good-looking?"

Nerida nodded without reservation, her eyes seeming to say, ’There’s no one in this world more beautiful than her.’

"Yes, gorgeous. Very beautiful."

’The Exalted One sure got lucky.’

Aeron’s hands trembled.

"You... you blind woman."

Furious, he flicked his sleeve, turned, and walked away.

Nerida was completely baffled.

’What is this man so angry about? He’s the one who asked what my wife looks like. Could it be that he feels insecure because he thinks he’s not as good-looking as her?’

At this thought, she couldn’t help but try to comfort him. "Don’t think that way. You’re very handsome too, you know."

It was the truth.

When it came to looks, the man before her was indeed exceptionally handsome. She had to admit that.

Young Lord Aeron, who had only taken a few steps, stopped. This time, steam was practically coming out of his ears. He was that furious.

’This woman... She’s going to be the death of me.’

’That man waiting for her is so great that this woman is even comparing me to him. And I’m just the "handsome too" one.’

He turned his head slightly and ground out through his teeth, "Well, thank you so much for your honesty." At that moment, Aeron truly wanted to just leave. But after one glance at her, he stopped again.

’Why should I be the one to leave?’

’She is my wife. No matter who shows up, that’s a fact that can’t be changed. If I leave, I’ll just be handing her over to someone else.’

He stopped, then walked back.

Aeron stood before Nerida and said, "Nerida, I am the Young Lord of Silvanis. I have my reputation to consider, so you must give me the respect I’m due."

Nerida’s face was a picture of confusion.

"So, what do you want me to do?"

Aeron explained, "I have no objection to you leaving, but we’ve already become intimate. If you just leave, what will people think of me? They’ll think that even when Young Lord Aeron throws himself at a woman, no one wants him. So, for the time being, you have to stay by my side and publicly claim to be my wife until you leave. When the time comes, we’ll say that I grew tired of you and cast you aside. That way, when I look for a new wife in the future, people will only think that you weren’t good enough for me."

Nerida was dumbfounded.

’You can do that?’

’But... it actually makes a lot of sense.’

Before she could speak,

she heard him say, "What are you staring at? Yes or no, one word."

Nerida nodded quickly. "Okay, I have no objection."

’Something about this feels off.’

’Oh, well.’

’In any case, I was the one who wronged him first. If this makes him feel better, then I have no objection.’

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