The General's Wife Wants to Leave
Chapter 263: Unfulfilled desire

Chapter 263: Unfulfilled desire

"Oh no..." He heard her mutter, sounding panicked. Undoubtedly, as if they were connected by an invisible red cord, he was panicked as well.

In response, Canillas held Joanna’s hand that covered his eyes as he wanted to know what was happening to her. However, he could not do that because she said, "Please close your eyes and don’t lift the blanket until I tell you to do so."

Not waiting for Canillas to respond to her, Joanna once again took a look at the bed under her bottom. It was definitely not a little red patch of blood, which made her guess that it might begin to flow out before she was awake.

Turning to look at Canillas, Joanna slowly removed her hand from his eyes, and she took a breath of relief when she found his eyes closed, as he followed her instruction. In no time, Joanna jumped down from the bed and covered the red spot on the bed with the blanket that had kept her warm all night.

Without wasting a second, she rushed toward the direction where her wardrobe stood in her room, only to halt abruptly when she found it nowhere. It was then she remembered that she was not in her room at the moment.

With that realization, Joanna dashed toward the door, but soon she took another halt as she wanted to get a clear look at how large the red patch on the area of her skirt was.

Finding it to be undoubtedly catching attention, Joanna looked around at the room that she spent the whole night in until her gaze fell on the wardrobe that did not belong to her.

She thought of searching for something in there. However, she doubted that she could find something that she could use to hide the blood patch that would cover it on her way back to her room.

Her concern was not groundless. In her home, although it could be regarded as a large mansion, it was rare to find every corridor to be void, as at this hour, the de Lara’s servants were running their chores here and there. Hence, she could not walk leisurely with such a sight that would catch the attention of any eyes that saw it.

Canillas, on the other hand, was still perplexed at the uneasiness of Joanna. Sensing that something was happening to her, Canillas was sorry if he had to break his grant for her request.

The first thing he did once he opened his eyes was spot where she was, which was not hard for him to find in a not-too-spacious room where it was hard to find a particular spot to hide.

She was there, standing near the door, facing him but her head turned to look at something behind her.

Full of wonderment but somehow able to guess what had made her in her current situation, Canillas lifted the blanket that she had asked him not to, and a small smile was formed on his face when he found what was trying to be hid by his amusing wife.

Noticing there was movement and a rustling sound on the bed, Joanna’s eyes widened when she watched Canillas already open his eyes and lift the blanket from the bed.

"Don’t!" She shrieked before running hastily toward the bed, holding his hand to prevent him from removing the blanket to completely reveal what she was trying to hide.

"I am sorry, wife. But believe me, you really need this," said Canillas, grabbing the blanket despite Joanna’s hand that remained to hold his.

As her strength was nothing compared to his, she could only accept the defeat when the blanket was now draped around her shoulders and wrapped around her body, blocking any eyes from getting to know what was under it as what appeared was her head only.

But of course her defeat was not included with what was being done by her husband next that made a loud gasp escape her lips.

Not again! Joanna exclaimed inwardly.

"No, Sir Canillas." Joanna shook her head. "Please put me down," she said, wriggling her legs and twisting her body that was wrapped like a cocoon.

Last night, she was utterly exhausted and had no strength to prevent him from carrying her body in such a way. But this time, although she still felt that her body was being squeezed with the fatigue, knowing where they were going to head to as he was now striding toward the door, Joanna could not let him carry her back to her room in such an embarrassing way.

There were eyes that highly likely saw them, particularly when the sun shone brightly out there, taking over the darkness that could be used to blur one’s presence.

Joanna shook her head when the terror got closer. They already reached the door. "Please put me down. Let me walk back to my room." But the response she got was a broad smile from the man who was carrying her body with his arms and striding at a leisurely pace.

As if carrying a feather, Canillas managed to unlock and pull open the door before stepping out of the room and closing the door back.

Imagining the reaction of the people who happened to see her disheveled state, in which she was covered in a blanket, lifted in her husband’s arms while her husband’s state was also not a sight to behold as it was far from the sense of propriety, Joanna, who was aware that there was no way her request would be granted, could only bury her face in the crook of his neck.

If she could not hide the whole of her, then she would hide her face so that she would not see any expression that came from people who encountered them.

Unbeknownst to her, for Canillas, her action alone grew a smile on his beaming face as he felt that in such a situation she could not do anything, including running away from him, but cling to him. Yet it was also a torment for him, who just experienced an abrupt ending from learning and practicing that had not yet begun.

How could he not if her soothing scent, her soft skin, and her warm breath rub against his unfulfilled desire?

At the moment, he could only hope that no one noticed the current change in the throbbing part of his body that was not yet back to calm since he awakened from his slumber.

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