Inheriting a Lost Bloodline, My First Task is to have heirs?!
Chapter 233 - 233 - The least favorite

The night before I leave for Eieneos, I decided to sleep in Dimitri's room with the permission of my fuzzy first husband. No matter how he and I met, since I have decided to accept him fully as my husband, I have to spend time with him whenever I can. I can't promise to be fair all the time in terms of time and attention but at least, I don't want any of them to feel neglected. Up to now, this third human husband is still too shy and awkward whenever I am around so I think a heart-to-heart talk has to happen if we want to move on from this stage.

Just as I reached the front of Dimitri's room, the door suddenly opened even before I was able to knock. The guy looked at me as if he was confused as to why I am visiting him this late in the evening. I smiled at him and bluntly stated, "I am sleeping here tonight." Dimitri simply nodded blankly. He opened the door further and gave way so I could come in. I walked inside his room and sat on one side of his bed.

He closed the door gently and then he just froze. I giggled at how funny his reaction was after he just realized that he readily agreed to let me in his room. Then, I saw the nape of his neck and the tip of his earlobes turn pink in embarassment. I called on to the guy, "Come here and sit beside me." Dimitri stiffly turned around towards my direction with his head looking down and walked slowly to where I was sitting. I guess this awkwardness is really hard to get over with no matter how many times we've shared a bed together.

Once he has sat beside me, I leaned my head on his shoulder and asked, "Do you like it when we spend intimate times together?" I felt his body twitch a bit but he still responded with a curt, "Yes." I raised my head and looked at him just to check if he was lying but he definitely said his answer with conviction. When I confirmed that he wasn't lying, I smiled and said, "That's good to know." Only silence followed the minutes after that.

I had to atleast continue our conversation so I asked, "Are you feeling anything weird after you started taking those deification pills? Are your grandparents doing fine too?" He nodded and said, "We're all doing fine. My grandparents say that they feel younger. I do feel a little stronger and I don't tire that easily compared to before too. Thanks for asking." I nodded my head to acknowledge his answer and gave him a smile.

Several minutes of silence followed after our short Q&A session. Somebody has to break the ice so I asked, "Are you about to sleep when I arrived outside your door?" The guy simply nodded. I then stood up from the edge of the bed and walked to the other side to lay under the sheets. Dimitri awkwardly stood up and laid beside me as stiff as a piece of wood.

I turned over to face him and then slithered my arm around his waist for a hug. The guy shivered at my sudden embrace but eventually turned to face me as well then hugged me back. I can hear his heartbeat beating loud and fast. He's nervous, very cute indeed.

I decided to tease the guy and asked, "Dimitri, what are you thinking about right now? Why is your heart beating so fast?" Well, I underestimated his non-existent social skills and the absence of his filter as he answered, "I am thinking about when you will suddenly pounce on me with your naughty paws."

I laughed at his bluntness. I acted as if I was hurt, "Do you think I'm some kind of pervert? Is that the only reason you could think of as to why I'm visiting you?" He looked at me with his emotionless face for a few seconds and then he nodded. I continued my act and declared, "I told you I'm sleeping here and that's what I plan to do."

I loosened my hug around his waist then turned to the other side of the bed so he's facing my back. I got into a comfortable position and closed my eyes for a nap. Since my senses are strong even if I am not fully conscious, I know that he hasn't moved for even an inch after I turned around.

After a few minutes, I felt him move as gently as he can, inch by inch towards my side of the bed. I felt his hand inch around my waist then he pulled me towards him for a tight hug. He sighed heavily and stopped moving. I pretended to be deeply asleep and did not move even if he hugged me.

Just when I thought that he will just sleep right after, my cute husband started talking with me in a soft voice thinking that I was asleep and would not hear or respond at all. I simply listened to his complaints and inner thoughts, things that he will never be able to tell me face to face when we are both awake. Well, we are technically both awake right now. He just thinks I'm asleep.

I listened to the things he had to say as still and quiet as I can. He was quiet for several minutes before he started to speak. The first thing he said was quite amusing, "Everytime I am with you, I feel like I am going crazy. I end up doing things I have never done before but I won't have it any other way." He sighed again and went silent.

I had to wait for several minutes again before he spoke again. He complained, "I don't know if I'm happy that you slept here or disappointed since you really just slept and did nothing else. I realized it though that the issue is with how I think. I always believed that the only things you need from me are my ability to make money and to serve you in bed." He chuckled at himself mockingly which honestly feel a bit of pain in my heart.

I wanted to refute him but I also wanted to hear everything that's on his mind so I had to stop myself from refuting his claims. I just realized that he thinks very similar to Ioannis when we just started our relationship. He was insecure, prone to mocking himself, very timid and seemingly a pushover which are traits that I never wanted any of my men to have.

As I was still pretending to be asleep, he added, "I know that I forced myself on you through that agreement so I will never be your favorite, at least I will be the least favored. Still, I am happy that you still want me once in a while. It is better to still get the scraps than nothing at all." My heart winced in pain once more on his statement.

I couldn't stop myself from contradicting his negative thoughts as I suddenly spoke, "So every time I spent time with you or gave you gifts, you think I'm just giving you scraps? If you're okay with scraps, I will let you know and give you what I deem as scraps next time." I felt him shiver, his hug tightened unconsciously as he heard my cold voice in the silence of the bedroom.

He stuttered in response, "Tha- That's not what I meant! I'm grateful for everything. I know I have to- know my... my place and not demand for anything more." I answered coldly, "If you were fine with just the bare minimum, you should have just requested to be my lover whose kept secretly outside. Why did you beg to be my official husband instead? You think hearing you debase yourself like that is funny? Are you trying to insult yourself or me? Oh. It should be me since I can only give you scraps, right?"

He started to panic as he answered, "No, you- you're not giving me scraps. It- It's just that I- I know I won't be the preferred one since I forced myself into your family." I chuckled and said, "Did I look like I was forcing myself when I met your grandparents or when I claimed you the first time? Did I ever mistreat you? Sure, I can't be with you all the time but I try as much as I can. Whatever I give the others, I give you as well. I tried to know more about your preferences and things that you dislike. It may look like I am playing favorites here but Ioannis is pregnant. Don't you think that those living outside should feel even more less preferred that you whose living with me and seeing me everyday?"

He tried to speak again but I cut him off, "You know what? Just sleep since it's not like you would change your outlook about being the least favored and most pitiful, right? You'll just defend your opinions instead of asking me how I think on my side, right? Just continue thinking negatively about yourself. Ioannis thinks just like you before. I tried my best to make him feel secure and wanted but I guess my best doesn't work with anybody. If you feel like you are short-changed in anyway. You can still push for a divorce after a year just like the original agreement. Sorry for giving you scraps. You only have to wait for a little over 8 months anyway."

He leaned on my back and buried his face on the crook of my neck. He then started to make sobbing sounds as my shoulder got wet. I heard him say in a muffled voice, "No, I'm not living. No. No. I don't want a divorce. Please." I sighed and casted a sleeping spell on the guy for him and me to calm down. Once he's asleep, I closed my eyes as well. This time, I'm sleeping for real.

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