Chapter 69

"Have you finished your work, Lord Logan?"

Amelia approached Logan, like a fledgling bird finding its mother, and asked.

"Yes, I wrapped up early and came to check on you."

"I'm sorry to trouble you after your hard work..."

"Isn't it normal to want to see the face of one's fiancée as much as possible?"

At Logan's casual remark, Amelia's heart thumped.

"Y-Yes, that's true... I'm also very happy to see Lord Logan..."

The latter part of her sentence came out in a tiny, mosquito-like voice.

With a slightly flushed cheek, Amelia spoke, and Logan slightly narrowed his eyes.

"By the way, I remember today I get to eat Amelia's homemade cooking."

"Yes! I've just finished gathering the ingredients."

Like a child showing a beautiful stone to their mother, Amelia showed Logan the basket.

As soon as he looked inside, Logan's eyes widened.

"There are so many varieties."

"That's right! Yomoki is good for salads, Hakope is great steamed, and Nobi is delicious with pasta! And there are others too..."

Amelia suddenly realized she was getting carried away.

"S-Sorry, I got a bit too excited..."

"Hehe..."

Logan smiled, a rare sight, as Amelia lowered her head to hide her embarrassment.

"Stop smiling, will you?!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Your love for weeds is as endearing as ever."

"To me, they're like the air I breathe..."

I can't survive without them for a second.

Weeds held a significant place in Amelia's life.

"Anyway, I'm looking forward to tonight's dinner."

"I'm not sure if it will be delicious, but I'll do my best!"

"You don't have to try so hard. The fact that it's made by Amelia is enough to make it delicious."

"A-Ah... T-Thank you... I'm very happy to hear that..."

Her voice was again barely audible.

To avoid showing her cherry-colored cheeks, Amelia lowered her head.

"Mu..."

"Huh?!"

Suddenly, Logan's hand touched Amelia's hair.

Startled, she took a step back and looked up.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you. There was something stuck in your hair."

Logan showed her a small leaf fragment.

It must have stuck to her hair while she was collecting weeds.

"Thank you..."

While patting her hair, Amelia mumbled a small thank you.

Her voice was higher than usual, making her even more embarrassed.

The image of the tyrannical duke seemed long gone.

Logan's sincerity, kindness, and occasional displays of affection made Amelia's emotions run wild, making her feel warm and fuzzy or excited.

For Amelia, who loved Logan deeply, this was a delightful situation.

However, as someone not used to interactions with the opposite sex, each word and action Logan naturally expressed made her heart flutter and her face heat up.

She was worried that her heart might burst from all the excitement.

From a short distance away, a shadow watched their interaction.

"Oh my..."

Laila, returning with a towel, covered her mouth and had a mischievous smile.

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