Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 698: Fuss Over A Dress

Arielle looked at her dress one more time, then nodded briefly.

"Yeah, but that’s not the problem now. You have to get out of here and please bring all the knights you place in here to leave immediately."

"You look beautiful, but I can’t allow this. Did grandma not prepare a warmer dress? What if the guards outside or at worst the servants see you like this? I do not like this."

"I know, but get back to where you were, Ronan. I’ll change into a warmer dress."

"Not just warm, Arielle. I believe the servants and guards in this manor have seen you, and they should all be punished."

"No one saw me, Ronan! Only the guard you assigned to call me had seen me. That is it! Now, return to your place."

Ronan held Arielle’s hand then looked at his wife suspiciously.

"He saw your body?" he asked with a stern voice.

"I don’t know. I was too panicked and rushed here without even thinking about whether he saw me or not. Ronan, you have to get out of here before Grandmother Bertha finds out you’re here."

Arielle didn’t want Grandmother Bertha to know that there were couples of men who didn’t know the conditions of this manor and what they were doing in here had infiltrated her place. This could be disastrous and put them in disadvantage.

Grandmother Bertha still didn’t want to get in touch with the royal family. If Ronan did something that offended her, their relationship could be strained even further. Also, it would be difficult to get the information they wanted if Grandmother Bertha decided to keep her mouth shut because she felt that Ronan didn’t respect her will to isolate herself out from the outside world.

The thing Arielle was worried about was different from what Ronan had in mind. The man was now wondering why his wife wanted him to leave so badly. What was her grandmother hiding that Arielle didn’t want him to see it?

"Why do you keep pushing me to go? I’m the King of this kingdom, and I can do whatever I want. Even if Grandmother Bertha refuses to meet me, I have the right to tear down those walls if I want," said Ronan, making Arielle shake her head quickly.

"Please, do not do that ..."

Arielle tried to find a logical reason that there was something Ronan couldn’t touch in this place. However, she also couldn’t tell the man that his grandmother was having a sex party... or something beyond the norm that the human held high.

"Say... there’s something you’d better never know, Ronan. You have to go. I promise that I will be fine. I’m going to talk to Grandmother Bertha tonight."

Ronan couldn’t accept a half explanation like that. Just with Arielle telling him that there was something he couldn’t know made Ronan even more curious about what his grandmother had been hiding all this time and made the old woman distance herself from the palace, even isolated herself as if she was not one of the descendants of King Theodore.

"You know, I better check it out myself."

Arielle’s eyes widened in surprise. She held her husband’s hand tighter and shook her head.

"Don’t! Grandmother Bertha doesn’t like men setting foot in this place! She... you know... like Miss Dressrosa... She doesn’t like men. She thinks men are ... annoying beings?" exclaimed Arielle in a hurry, trying to find a reason that made sense.

"But, she can’t keep isolating herself like this. I have to meet her directly."

Arielle pulled Ronan’s hand as hard as she could, but the man didn’t budge at all. Ronan knew that no matter how hard his wife wanted to pull him, she wouldn’t be able to make him move. However, seeing Arielle trying hard to prevent him from meeting Grandmother Bertha made Ronan feel guilty. He then relaxed his body and let himself be dragged along by the girl.

Ronan was surprised when Arielle dragged him and pushed his body on the bed roughly. He even had to hold his breath when his wife climbed on top of him and sat there. The girl’s face was red, either from embarrassment or from trying her best to drag him here.

Ronan didn’t know which way to look now. Whether it was towards Arielle’s chest, which moved up and down, or to Arielle’s thighs, which were exposed due to her climbing on top of him and made the skirt of her dress being pulled up slightly high.

"Well, I didn’t know that you would seduce me at an important time like this," said Ronan, who was holding back a smile and placing both hands to touch the girl’s hips.

Arielle held Ronan’s hand to stop the man from touching her further. They were in a serious situation right now and she wanted her husband to listen to her.

"Ronan, I’m not seducing you at all. I need you to listen to me carefully. We are in an important situation right now. Grandmother Bertha used her manor for the women only. So you will meet a lot of women out there. I don’t want them bumping into you. They will definitely freak out and report this to Grandmother Bertha. I don’t want Grandmother Bertha to lose her faith in me. So far, she has been kind enough to welcome me warmly. I don’t want to break her trust. Do you understand it?"

Ronan just nodded. To be honest, he had never felt this stupid before. His brain wasn’t working at all. Precisely something down there that worked hard instead. Just by seeing the string of his wife’s dress falling from her shoulder had aroused him to the maximum stage.

Not a single word was in his head. Now, all he could do was imagine something fun... His head was blank and he could only think of Arielle.

"Okay. It’s good that you understand it. Now you understand why I don’t want you to be seen, right? Now come back and get all your knights to leave this place. I will provide warm blankets and food for you."