Our Summer Isn't Over Yet - Chapter 69

“Did you wake up?” A soft voice slowly echoed in her ear, and Mia wiggled her toes slightly. The blanket tangling with her skin wasn’t ticklish, but she felt a haze rising from her toes.

Dylan, who had briefly kissed her hair, continued, “You seemed tired, so I didn’t wake you.”

“…What time is it?” “A little before eleven.”

“We were supposed to go out, aren’t we late?”

Even as she said this, Mia didn’t rush or get up quickly. She remained in Dylan’s arms, speaking softly. He nuzzled her neck with small kisses and shook his head. His short, soft hair tickled her neck.

“I’ve postponed the schedule a bit. Let’s go out for a meal today.”

As Dylan calmly explained how they would spend the day, Mia felt as if she could picture it all in her mind. They would sit across from each other at the restaurant he chose, exchanging trivial words. They would continue their meal, smiling while hiding their thoughts and expressions. “After that, let’s take a look around Valencia’s city center.”

“The city center?”

“You’ve been in the mansion the whole time since we came here. It’s a quiet place, so it won’t be too much of a burden to walk around.” Dylan, who had already gotten out of bed, lowered his arms on either side of her and looked at her.

Mia slowly turned her head and met his eyes. Dylan didn’t avoid her gaze. He wasn’t discouraged by her lack of response and urged her with a brief kiss.

“Hmm?” Dylan stopped just a paper’s width away. If Mia nodded or moved even slightly, their lips would brush. Nevertheless, he pressed for an answer. “We promised to go out, so you don’t have to push me so hard.

Can you move away a little?” Mia rolled her eyes and lightly pushed him away. Dylan’s body slowly retreated. Mia, taking a light sigh and looking forward again, saw her face reflected in Dylan’s bright blue eyes. Mia’s body instantly stiffened. It was because what was reflected in those eyes was…

‘How foolish!’ It was the face of someone lost in passion, as if she had forgotten all her goals.

Was it because she saw her own unfamiliar face? Mia couldn’t concentrate at all on the meal with Dylan or the play that was said to be famous in Valencia. If he hadn’t spoken to her from the side, she wouldn’t have come to her senses until the end of the play.

“Mia, are you bored?” “No, I’m just not used to it.” Mia gave a weak smile, briefly met Dylan’s eyes, and then looked ahead. Just then, a scene unfolded where the male lead knelt before the female lead and confessed his love.

He offered her a bright blue flower, smiling brightly. “Mia, do you know what that flower is?”

“No, I’ve never seen it before.” She wasn’t usually interested in flowers, so she wouldn’t know. Then, Dylan recited the name of the flower.

“Delphinium.” “I didn’t know you went around memorizing flower names.”

She was surprised by the words that came out of his mouth, which didn’t seem to suit such delicate things. It was an unfamiliar side of him.

She thought she knew Dylan quite well, but it seemed she still didn’t. At that moment, bright and cheerful music rang out, as if to congratulate the two leads. At the same time, Dylan opened his mouth.

“Please understand my heart.”

“……Yes?” Surprised by his sudden words, Mia turned her head to look at him. His calm and quiet eyes were staring straight at her. The box they were in was filled with bright lights, so there was no place to hide.

Dylan gently stroked Mia’s stiff face and replied calmly.

“That’s the flower’s meaning.”

“It doesn’t seem like a suitable flower to give to a lover.” Mia’s face flushed for some reason at the action that didn’t suit his stoic face, and she quickly turned her eyes away. Then, words that didn’t suit him came out again. “I’ll make you happy.”

“……”

“It seems there’s another meaning, so he gave it as a gift.” Mia didn’t know how she watched the play until the end. In the beginning, she was out of her mind because of her own foolish face, and in the second half, her head was filled with Dylan because of his incomprehensible words. ‘Should I return to the capital as soon as possible?’

She didn’t know that coming to Valencia would backfire on her. The time she spent with Dylan, without any worries, was gradually increasing. Mia stared at him as he firmly held her hand and slowly moved forward. As if noticing her gaze, Dylan asked calmly, “Is there something on my face?”

“No, it’s nothing.”

“Then is it uncomfortable to walk?”

Dylan looked around. Following him, she also looked around. Unlike the capital, Valencia had a small population, so there weren’t many people on the streets. Moreover, unlike the capital, the people here weren’t very interested in them, so there was nothing uncomfortable. The only thing that made her uncomfortable was Dylan in front of her.

Whether he was pretending not to know that fact or really didn’t know, he softly clicked his tongue. “I thought it would be okay since it’s a quiet place, but if it’s uncomfortable, shall we go back?” “It’s okay. I made you worry for no reason. I’ll be careful.” She loosened the grip on his hand. It was to re-establish the fading boundary.

Dylan lightly turned her to face him.

“Dylan?”

“Mia, I…” Before he could say anything more, the quiet surroundings became noisy. “Extra! Extra! The results of the Murad royal family’s trial are out!” Children about Mia’s waist height were running around, scattering papers.

The quiet street became noisy for a moment. Everyone was busy picking up the papers that had fallen on the ground and checking the contents. Mia also bent down, picked one up, and checked it.

(All Sentenced to Death)

That was what caught her eye more clearly than any other words.

It would take a little more time until the execution, but in the end, the Murad royal family her nightmare, Jose, would certainly be executed. It felt like she had finally reached the end.

The Murad king and queen, who had brutally killed her parents, were dead, and Jose, who had driven her to hell, would also die.

What seemed like it would never end was finally coming to an end. ‘Now, if I can just retrieve my parents’ remains and return…’ Her thoughts stopped abruptly because of the warm heat she felt in her palm.

When she turned her gaze to it, she saw Dylan’s hand still holding hers. Mia slowly raised her eyes, past the back of his hand with its bulging veins, as if he was putting strength into it, and met his eyes. Because of the sunlight that was almost blinding, she couldn’t read Dylan’s expression well.

“Dylan?” “Shall we go now? We haven’t seen everything yet.” “Rather than that, the trial results are out, shouldn’t we go back to the mansion and contact the capital?” “Mia. Let’s go quickly.” He urged her again. Mia glanced at the extras scattered around for a moment, then moved her feet as Dylan led her. * * *

Looking back, it was an unnecessary worry. Dylan must have known in advance that the trial would be held today and that the result would be the death penalty. The thorough man would have taken care of everything before going out with Mia. ‘I just need to come to my senses.’ In ten days, she would have to leave Valencia and return to the capital.

So, before that, she had to contact Morgan to assess the situation and prepare for any unforeseen events. Now, she really had to think for herself without being swayed by Dylan. Mia made up her mind several times in her mind and scanned Dylan, who was walking ahead, from top to bottom. ‘These days are coming to an end soon.’

She continued her brief thoughts as she looked at his shining blonde hair. ‘Does Dylan know that I’ve joined hands with His Majesty the King?’ Mia still felt like she didn’t know Dylan.

The enigmatic man was just difficult.

‘…Mia Blair, I told you not to keep thinking about it.’

She shook her head and tried to erase her thoughts about Dylan from her head. The fact that he had betrayed her hadn’t changed, and instead of trying to understand him, it was more appropriate in this situation to think about how to hurt him.

While she was deep in thought, Dylan, who had been walking half a step ahead of her, suddenly stopped. Following him, Mia also stopped and slowly turned her gaze to where his gaze was directed.

There was something there that didn’t suit Dylan at all.

Support