Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 211 - 211: I slept in your wife's bed

The next morning Cyra woke to the sound of her alarm and the lack of body warmth at her sides.

She turned to find both sides empty, and a sigh left her lips when she remembered all of today's activities.

She opened her bracelet to check when the aircraft would arrive. 'In the next thirty minutes. It's already 9 a.m.' she thought as she got up slowly from the bed in time for the door to swing open.

"Good morning," Zane said, his voice light with excitement. Clearly, he had seen the news about their trip back to the Desolate Land.

"Hmm... Have you gotten ready?" Cyra asked, her voice hoarse from sleep. Zane pointed to the small suitcase near the door.

"How many days are we going to stay?" Zane asked, his gaze filled with hope, their stay to be longer.

Cyra paused on her way to the bathroom. "A week and we are going somewhere else." She responded over her shoulder before undressing to prepare for today.

Before she could enter, Zane rushed over, hugged her in joy, and then dashed to his cloakroom to grab a larger suitcase for both trips.

Cyra stood there, a helpless smile tugging at her lips. The hug had ended too quickly for her to react, and she shook her head in regret.

She strode into the bathroom, keeping in mind to take Zane travelling once in a while--seeing how happy he was, she was tempted to postpone their stay in the desolate land.

Zane folded his clothes into the bigger suitcase then remembered something and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Is Viktor going with us to the other place?!" Zane shouted through the closed door when he got her attention.

"Yes." Hearing her response, Zane left the room to go break the news to Viktor. He passed his painting room along the way and was tempted to bring some canvas and paint along.

Remembering Viktor and his wife's space, he entered the room and brought out a lot of painting materials he wanted to use.

He carried them to the living room, dumping them on the tabletop before rushing to the servant quarters in search of Viktor.

Viktor turned in his bed, giggling as he pressed his reddened cheeks together, replaying the memory of last night.

"Ha~ Mistress wants to marry me...my heart is beating so fast..." Viktor muttered to himself, a wild foolish grin spread across his face.

Pain lay on the table, watching its master's erratic behaviour, its mind full of questions.

'Can someone tell me what happened to Master when I was asleep? Is he going crazy?' Pain's thoughts were interrupted by another giggle as it watched Viktor hold his chest with a flushed face.

Before he could start fearing for his master's mental health, a knock came from the door.

Viktor's giggles stopped instantly. He was about to frown at being disturbed during such an important moment but froze when he heard Zane's voice.

"Viktor are you in?!" Zane called out and was about to knock for the last time when the door swung open.

"Come in.'' Viktor stepped aside for Zane to enter. He closed the door after them and turned to Zane with an unnatural expression on his face.

He wondered how to face his friend now that he had been together with Cyra. "Um... You're looking for me..." He trailed off awkwardly when he met Zane's clear gaze on him.

"Are you feeling unwell?'' Zane asked in concern noticing Viktor's strangeness. He reached out to check Viktor's temperature.

Viktor instinctively moved back. "Didn't you see me on your wife's bed this morning?''

He asked--frowning when he felt like a mistress who was trying to showcase his intimate action to the main husband.

"Yes...?" Zane replied with a questioning tone as if asking if there was something else he was supposed to know.

Viktor lips twitched, his forehead ticking at Zane's relaxed, ignorant reaction. He was expecting a heated drama of the main husband coming to warn his wife's lover to stay away from his wife.

"Umm...I slept in your wife's bed, she carried me in herself." Viktor emphasized while watching Zane's expression, only to meet his unsurprised expression and calmness.

"I know. I was awake." Zane responded calmly, meeting Viktor's surprised gaze. His mind finally clicked on why Viktor was acting strange.

"There's no reason for us to be estranged. My wife chose you, and I consider you a friend. There's nothing wrong with that. I can't fully satisfy her desire," Zane added in a whisper, his expression calm and confident in Cyra's love for him.

Viktor didn't know what to feel about Zane's words. Viktor rubbed his hair tiredly and sat on the bed.

"Did you need something?" Viktor asked, eager to change the subject before he questioned whether he was dreaming—Zane had accepted him too easily. He decided he needed to cut back on those dramas for a while.

"Oh! I almost forgot. Have you packed your clothes? Cyra said we're going somewhere else." Zane said with an urging tone when he didn't notice any suitcase lying around.

"There's no need; I have clothes in my space," Viktor said with a relaxed tone, but he got up to prepare for the day.

Zane envied him. 'If I had a space, I could hide all my snacks and indulge without Cyra noticing.' He shook his head regretfully--he could only dream.

He left Viktor to prepare and lay on the bed, scrolling through his Nexus.

After some time passed, Viktor was fully dressed, then noticed Zane hadn't moved since he put on a painting video.

"Zane, let's go I'm done." Viktor nudged Zane's shoulder, snapping him out of his daze.

"So fast," Zane muttered in surprise when he saw Viktor fully dressed. Viktor almost rolled his eyes--he knew how long he took to prepare.

"I'm famished." Viktor stretched his wrist towards Pain. Immediately, Pain wrapped around his wrist; he dragged Zane out of his room, his stomach growling from hunger.

Zane let himself be dragged towards the dining room in the servant quarters. "Viktor picked from the breakfast buffet that lined up accordingly.

Zane was tempted by the glistening oil of the sausages, the creamy egg and the baked pastries and picked up a plate and joined Viktor.

They ate in silence, but halfway through, they heard the loud sound of beating blades.

They hesitated for a moment before continuing their meal, eating faster this time.

A few minutes later, they finished and exited the servant quarters, catching sight of Cyra in baggy pants and a crop top, deep in conversation with a woman.

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