Daddy, I Don’t Want to Marry!

What did you just say? he asked with a stern voice. When he looked at me angrily, I frowned.

I dont know why youre upset when youre in the wrong.

As soon as I finished speaking, he spoke with an icy voice. Speak to me politely.

I didnt understand why he wanted me to do this. It didnt help that I was getting more and more sleepy, but I managed to keep my eyes open.

If you want me to talk to you politely, you should have I tried to snap back at him but ended up yawning before I could finish my sentence. My embarrassment roused my senses, making me forget my sleepiness for a moment.

Oh, I just showed an unseemly sight,I thought.

The man suddenly removed his sword from my neck and continued staring at me. What are you doing? he asked.

I probably looked ugly when I yawned, but he was looking at me as if he had seen something very strange. In order to avoid upsetting him again, I decided to speak very politely, as if I were a preschool teacher soothing a whining child.

I havent been able to sleep because of you, so Im tired. Dont you have to go back home as well?

The man continued to stare at me silently, so I wondered if he was going to ignore my question again. Then he said, I dont have a home.

I looked at him with surprise. His physical appearance was so refined that he couldve passed off as a prince.Well, I guess thats a bit of a stretch.

Due to the appearance-based nature of aristocratic society, it was unheard of to go outside without wearing luxurious clothes. The man in front of me was only wearing a simple white shirt and black pants. Although he carried a long sword instead of a claymore today, it was unpolished. He seemed more like a wandering swordsman or mercenary than a knight or prince.

He was also wearing a hooded cloak before.Considering his current and previous attire, he was

Are you a wanderer?

He nodded with an unpleasant expression.

I was right. He must be a wandering swordsman or mercenary who usually frequents inns. Judging by his simple clothes and lack of belongings he was probably kicked out because he couldnt pay. I guess he came here because he has nowhere else to go, but why today of all days

Now that I thought about it, he didnt receive an official welcome when he visited my father a few days ago. The servants didnt attend to him either, so he probably wasnt an official guest.Thats probably why he didnt come through the front door but through my window instead.

I sighed and felt displeased by my fathers absence at a time like this.I guess it cant be helped.Although I wasnt a nice person by nature, I wasnt so coldhearted as to ignore someone who didnt have a home to go back to. After renting so many one-bedroom apartments in my past life, I knew how sad it was to not have a permanent home. I looked at him pitifully.

If you dont have a place to go tonight, you can stay in my room for a while.

What? He stared at me with widened eyes. His expression made me feel a little proud for some reason.

You dont have to thank me. Just pay me back when you become successful in the future.

He continued to stare at me with confusion. I guess this was expected because not many people would show this degree of kindness.

Im going to go back to sleep, I said, content that the situation was sorted out. You should go to sleep too. Okay?

I lied back down, but suddenly felt a gust of cold air through the open window. Hey, could you close the window? I asked him.

Why should I? he responded arrogantly to my request and looked down at me with folded arms.

What did my father even teach him? Obviously not manners.

When I sat up on my bed again, I noticed his thin clothes.Hes troublesome but it cant be helped.I closed the window and brought a blanket over to him. He was still standing with an arrogant posture.

It gets cold at night because were in-between seasons, I reminded him.

He stared at me without accepting the blanket.Seriously? He cant even do this on his ownI felt like I was caring for a pet. Although I wanted to say something, I didnt even have the energy to argue with him anymore. I stood on my tippy toes and placed the blanket over his shoulders. His red eyes stared at me as if to ask what I was doing, but I didnt have the energy to explain myself.

Good night. I immediately fell asleep after saying those words.

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She really fell asleep.Max furrowed his eyebrows and gazed at the woman in front of him. What kind of person is she?

He had met many people in his life, but no one had treated him like this. They either trembled in fear or tried to hide their fear behind words of flattery. Their fear was the only thing they shared in common. However, his masters daughter wasnt like either of those things. He recalled the first time they met.

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