Tangled By Fate

Chapter 550  BECAUSE OF YOU

No matter how awfully he behaved, Dorothy said nothing. She didn't utter a single complaint. She knew she wasn't marrying him. She didn't want to voice any issue in case her family became wary of her plan. Aside from her fiancé's rude behavior, her days were peaceful. No matter how hurt she was, she could at least meet Ovior in the library. That was more than enough for her.

Just like that, two years passed and Ovior's last examination was right around the corner. This exam was a duel fighting against a fellow disciple. Those who won would become magicians. There weren't many commoners fighting against the nobles. Having the title 'magician' was much superior to having a noble name. A successful magician was widely recognized in the entire continent. They would be rich and powerful. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

It was the very reason Ovior knew that once he would become a magician, he would have no problem getting married to Dorothy. Thus, he focused on winning.

However, the day before his fight, an accident occurred. If only he paid a bit of attention to Dorothy's surroundings, he wouldn't have to pay the price of being separated from her.

~ Flashback ends ~

That's where Ovior stopped. He didn't say anything else.

"What happened?" Dorothy was curious and worried at the same time. "Why did you stop? What was the accident? Did you get hurt and fail the test?"

"It's just…" Ovior had a hard time explaining it to her. "Some people hurt you to distract me."

"Hurt me? I don't remember anything. What exactly happened?"

He swiftly hid the fact of how she was assaulted by the Second Prince and his friends. He couldn't add the fact that her former fiancé was also one of them. He and Arthur only knew what exactly happened and what they did to punish the sinners. His friend would never mention the past. Therefore, it would be buried for the rest of their lives. "You had a carriage accident," Ovior said. "They just wanted to hurt you a little but your injury was more severe than they expected. You were unconscious until now. Since you cannot remember a certain part, I hope you don't ever remember the horrifying accident."

He swiftly hid the fact of how she was assaulted by the Second Prince and his friends. He couldn't add the fact that her former fiancé was also one of them. He and Arthur only knew what exactly happened and what they did to punish the sinners. His friend would never mention the past. Therefore, it would be buried for the rest of their lives. "What about my family? How did they react after my accident? Why was I not home when I woke up?" Dorothy asked the remaining questions that were left in her mind.

Ovior paused. He deliberately took time to ask her, "Do you want to meet them?"

"Of course, I do!" she replied. "But you are not telling me everything." She also caught on to his trick and refused to let it go. "You know you can tell me about my family. If they abandoned me…"

"They most certainly did not abandon you," Ovior firmly replied. "This is not as bad as you think. After your accident, I brought you to the tower to keep you alive. We had to take you to the healing lake to wake you up. You saw Veronica. She helped us get you back."

"Oh…" She was relieved to hear that. Although she said that she could handle the news of her family abandoning her, she was lying. She could never. She loved her family more than anything. She missed them so much. How could she handle being abandoned? She had a feeling that he was trying to hide things from her. She wanted to show him that she was mature enough to handle any kind of scenario. Seeing him growing so much while she still had the maturity of eighteen years old, she wished to reduce the maturity distance between them.

"Then…" she started, "Can I meet my family?"

"Of course, you can," Ovior easily agreed. "I'm sure they will be delighted to meet you. How about you rest here for today and then tomorrow we will visit them." Dorothy's eyes lit up. "Thank you, Ovior! You have done so much for me and I…"

"Don't say that." He held her tightly in his arms. "You have done everything for me. I wouldn't be where I am today if it weren't for you. Everything I have now is because of you. That's why I need you by my side. Everything else is meaningless without your presence."

Water formed in Dorothy's light blue eyes, making it look like a small lake on a sunny day. She clung to his embrace, feeling the warmth of his words enveloping her like a protective shield. Later, he took her to his bedroom. After showing her the bathroom, he left the room. She dipped into the bathtub and enjoyed the warm rose water. When she was done with her bath, she wrapped towels around her body and head.

After that, she went to the bedroom and opened the wardrobe.

"Huh? These are…" She realized that none of the clothes in the wardrobe were for a woman. She recalled what kind of clothes Ovior was wearing and instantly realized that those clothes belonged to him. "Does that mean…"

A sudden realization hit her. blood rushed to her face, making her face as red as a cherry. She rubbed her face and quickly scanned the room. She noticed none of the decorations suited her taste. It was more like Ovior's room than anyone else's.

Her blood boiled thinking she was only wrapped in a towel in his bedroom that was filled with his smell. "Why didn't I think of clothes before I took the bath?" she asked herself. She wanted to scold herself for acting without thinking. "What should I do? What if–" She didn't get the chance to complete her sentence before there was a knock on the door. And then, the door was opened.

Ovior stepped inside with a bag. He halted on his steps when he saw something he didn't prepare his heart for.

The woman in his dreams standing in the middle of his bedroom. Her face and entire body were flushed as if she had taken a bath recently. Her eyes and lips seemed moist. She was only wrapped with a towel. There was no mistake that underneath the towel, she was completely naked.