Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 220

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Chapter 220: Haircut_Part 2

"Not always. It’s just that winter lasts longer than any season," he replied, putting his hands back on her hips, his fingers spreading to her backside.

"Since we will be staying here, I was thinking that when the winter passes, I will make a garden in the small backyard, just like how we had vegetables planted in the backyard at the castle in Nightbrook. I was thinking we should have it here as well. It would save the maids from having to go to the market for things like that," she said, already looking forward to the future of their lives in this land. As they had been thrust into it by circumstances, she planned to make the best of everything and turn it into a home.

Rohan hummed in response. "You can do whatever you want," he muttered, hating that he couldn’t tell her that he did not plan for them to stay here forever or for that long. Once their child was born into this world and she had recovered from the labor, he would carry on with his plan to go to Nightbrook.

Belle beamed at his response. "I can do whatever I want. I like that. Then I want a small swing built for our child in the yard—like the one in the next house beside ours. When I was a little girl, I used to love the swing, but Mama was always against it, saying nobles don’t sit on swings and that a lady should be modest in the way she carries herself. I don’t want my son or daughter to go through that. I want them to play like children and enjoy themselves."

"Then I’ll build a swing for you as well, along with one for our child," Rohan said with quiet conviction, disliking how her parents had denied her the simple joys of childhood, just as his own had done to him. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Those two bastards who were her parents were also on his list of people he intended to teach a very good lesson in the future. He would never forget everything they had done to his woman—how they had pushed her into the lion’s den just to save their other daughter.

But then again, he couldn’t help but realize that they had both been deprived of a happy childhood. And though hers had been shaped by what happened years ago, because of him and those rogues, he would do everything in his power now to make it right.

That was exactly why he could not afford a life where he had to be cautious with spending when it came to her happiness. He had also strictly warned Rav never to tell her about the temporary financial strain they were under in this land. He would carry that burden alone and let her keep believing they had more than enough to stay afloat here without worries.

Not long after, Belle finished with his haircut and combed through the short strands with the little comb. Then she smoothed them with her hands, satisfied that she hadn’t messed up his hair and had instead made it look exactly as it once had when they first got married.

She began to step back to give him space to look into the mirror and admire her handiwork, but a sudden wave of dizziness and nausea washed over her. She slowly lowered herself onto his lap, as it was the only place close enough to sit before her legs gave way.

Rohan’s hands grabbed her shoulders as she sat on his lap, seemingly trying to catch her breath and clasping a hand to her mouth. "What’s wrong?" he asked worriedly.

"I feel like vomiting... and also slightly dizzy..." she mused, thinking perhaps it must be because she had been standing the whole time she was doing his hair. "Can I get that medicine again? My stomach is acting strange," she whispered through a small moan, clutching a hand to her belly.