[BL] Accidentally Becoming the Healer of the Deranged Archduke novel Chapter 363

Chapter 363: Spring Beneath the Snow

"Yes."

Never had that word sounded so harsh to Xion’s ears. Never had he felt this urge to shove himself into the darkest corner and never let Darius see him again.

Ironically, the thought of not being able to see this elf only made his insides twist. A strange bitterness spread inside his chest.

"Baby, look at me."

Xion did. Like a mindless puppet, he obeyed.

A strange thought struck him. Would that not be good if he truly were just a mindless puppet?

Then he wouldn’t be feeling this suffocation, he wouldn’t be so... miserable.

All of his thoughts halted the moment he saw those pale green eyes.

They were usually so composed and cool, like a thousand-year-old snow.

However, now they were pools of gentle spring. So beautiful that Xion was willing to drown himself in them.

I am such a fool...

As if Darius already knew what he was thinking — and disagreed with every cruel thought Xion’s mind was feeding him.

"Stop," he said, thumb brushing gently over the skin beneath Xion’s eye.

There was no wetness, and yet Xion looked worse than crying.

"Don’t go running off in that head of yours. Stay here, Xion. Stay with me."

This is the person I am married to. Could he really be so bad at reading people that he truly didn’t notice any malice?

While regulating his breathing, Xion tried to smile. It came out crooked. "I... You... you’re saying you only kept me because of what I am."

A faint frown tugged at Darius’ brow. He cupped Xion’s face, forcing his baby to look straight at him. "That’s what you thought?"

Xion flinched. He hated how those words made the hope ignite in his heart. How easy it was for the Archduke to toy with him. It made him feel so small.

"Xion," Darius said, the words he had so carefully rehearsed finally left his mouth. "What you are... drew me to you. Yes. But that’s not why I want you. It’s not why I fell for you."

His hand slipped to cradle the back of Xion’s neck, pulling him just close enough for their foreheads to touch.

"If you think some goddess or whatever makes you respected in my eyes..." Darius let out a soft laugh, though there was no humor in it.

"You don’t get it, my love. At that time, all I wanted was to use you. And yet, before I even realised it, you became my very reason to live."

Xion’s lips parted, but no sound came out.

"I love you. I adore you. You are everything to me, but... " Darius grabbed Xion’s waist and pulled the silent beauty onto his lap. Even this distance seemed unbearable to him.

"It makes me wonder if I hold the same importance in your heart, or do I have to work hard to make it possible? Tell me, baby. When will you let me in?"

The knot in Xion’s chest loosened just a little. He blinked, trying to ignore the faintest hint of tears stinging at the corners of his eyes.

Darius noticed. Of course he did, and pressed a kiss to his temple before pulling back just enough to look at him properly.

"W-what are you trying to do?" Why are you making me feel so pathetic? And now, before I can even understand it, you are confessing to me. "How do you want me to react?"

Am I weak for just wanting to cry in your arms? Am I even allowed to say how much I love you?

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