My Fiancée Hates Me novel Chapter 114

On a random sunny day, Garett had brought me a bouquet of light pink peonies.

"...I feel as though you have become more romantic lately," I said as I accepted the flowers.

"...Was I doing something wrong? Charlotte Castile said that I should give you flowers more frequently as your fiancé," Garett said with a disgruntled facial expression.

I heard that Charlotte became a part time love consultant where she would give helpful advice to young women in love. Despite being single herself, it seems that her confidence has no bounds...

"Thank you for the flowers. You have succeeded in uplifting my spirits," I said with a bright smile.

"Were you feeling down earlier?" Garett asked.

"...Just a little," I said as I grabbed his hand.

"I feel as though you are also picking more fights with me lately," Garett said as he leaned down and kissed my forehead. "Not that I mind..."

I lightly pushed on his chest.

"How about we go somewhere more private?" I said as I hinted towards the onlookers who had seemed to all stop what they were doing to watch us. I pulled on Garett's hand after leaving the bouquet with Stella. "Let's go on a date."

With Garett sitting across from me, I felt my heart being mysteriously alleviated.

"Where would you like to go today?" Garett asked.

"A bookstore is fine," I said.

"No, that is somewhere I usually like to go...I feel as though you have been accommodating to me a little too often. I was scolded about being too reliant on your kindness...We are eventually going to get married, so I hope that you will be able to rely on me more often. Where would you like to go, Arielle?" Garett asked as his ears began turning red.

I had Garett accompany me to a pastry shop. The shop had been covered in pastel pinks to mint green and lace all over. It was a shop very inviting for women but a danger ground for most men's masculinity.

"Are you alright?" I asked worriedly.

"It is not like it is my first time coming to a place like this," Garett said as he sipped his tea.

"Yes, of course...You had been coming to shops like these to buy me sweets, right? Thank you for always going the extra length for me," I said.

Garett's ears seemed to tinge red once again. I smiled knowing that he was just as innocent as the day I met him...excluding the few times where he acted like a beast craving my lips.

"...I go the extra length because you are worth it," Garett said sweetly.

I had to take a sip of my tea to help cancel the sugar rising in my blood.

I feel as though I might die soon if I continue receiving this hot and cold boy's sweet words...

"...Can I ask if you are still sleeping in that broom closet at the Castle?" I asked.

"Broom closet? Well, it was a broom closet before I moved in...but yes, I am still living there because it is convenient for me," Garett said.

"Is it difficult to work at the Castle?" I asked.

"I take part in Advising not only on matters concerning the people but also reflecting on the actions of His Highness Prince Erik. He hardly makes mistakes, so I do not reprimand him. I do meet with him often to discuss matters concerning the kingdom. I'm sorry...do talks like this bother you?" Garett asked.

"...Are you concerned about my feelings for His Highness?" I asked.

"...I know just how much you have cared for him, so I do not intend to force you to change how you feel," Garett said with a smile.

After we left the shop, I took Garett's hand and pulled him behind the tall wall like bushes and onto a bench with a view of the lake while also being hidden from all public eyes. These couple spots were meant for couples to get a good view of the lake and a little more privacy by sectioning a few spots like these in enclosed areas.

"Nobody comes by here. We won't be seen if we sit here," I said.

"Right, this place is good," Garett said as he sat beside me and turned my face towards him.

I could feel his presence getting closer.

"Garett?"

I felt enclosed in his gentle embrace.

"Since we have been engaged, it has been a while since I have gotten to hug you. It was so difficult for me to hug you at your home," Garett said.

"Did you not just kiss my forehead earlier?" I asked as I wrapped my arms around his back.

"...That was me containing myself," Garett said.

I seem to remember Garett often kissing my forehead often before we would go to sleep together...

I blushed upon realization of what that meant.

"...You must have had it hard," I said as I pat his back.