Chapter 269

Miriam quietly opened the door, she gently entered and saw that her son was sleeping peacefully. A smile was written on her face and moved her feet without creating any sound.

She sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Lemar sleeping, he looked cute and Miriam almost wanted to pinch his chubby cheek. Still, she pushed herself not to squeeze his bubbly face, Lemar would definitely wake up if she did that. Instead, she lowered her head and kissed his forehead, Lemar's eyes fluttered and he rubbed his face cutely. Then, the little boy slept again. Miriam couldn't help but smile as she witnessed how cute her son is. Her heart swelled seeing him like this, Lemar was her medicine.

She raised the bedsheet up to Lemar's shoulder so that he won't get cold. Miriam knew that Lemar was trying his best to act mature, he didn't want to show his oh-so-great father that he was crying.

'You said to your uncle Mikael that you only have to cry when you're with your family, yet now you even hide it from us.'

Her heart ached and caressed Lemar's hair. Her son is still a child, despite being a child of two powerful Hunters and having a mature mind, Lemar is still a child. Miriam was hurt seeing him like this, she felt pathetic as she knew the reason why Lemar was hurt.

It was afternoon and the sun was slowly sinking down the horizon, the light from the window was gradually diminishing. Being changed by the glowing stars in the sky.

Then, suddenly, Miriam sensed that her son trembled.

"Papa…"

Lemar weakly mumbled, his tears slowly rolling down. Miriam's eyes widened, she felt like she did something wrong, she was stabbed in the chest and it was so painful. Her face contorted and she sniffed, pushing herself not to cry again. She swallowed a long sigh and lowered her hands, gently wiping the tears on Lemar's cheeks.

"They say that when parents fight, the children are the ones who hurt the most."

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Now she understood why. Miriam bit her lip knowing that she did a mistake. She kissed Lemar and quietly stood up, she turned back and her decision was firm. Seeing Lemar crying just because she couldn't show her feelings was the most pathetic thing she has ever done. She left the room and walked, her gaze was full of conviction. She was tired of this. She decided to face the problem, it was now or never.

Her steps felt heavy, Miriam closed her eyes for a second activating her Skill. She saw that Kyle was in his room, drinking wine and thinking about something, he didn't show any emotions. He was just tapping his fingers and diving deep into his consciousness.

He looked cool, welp, he was cool since the beginning anyway. Calculative and always thinking ahead, calm, and won't easily lose his reasoning(unless you speak something regarding his past). Last but not the least, Kyle always wins, no matter how many problems rose and try to devour him, Kyle would find a way to overcome it and defeat it with a bang. He fought different enemies but he always won in the end.

Perhaps even now, he was calculating the best path to winning the next upcoming war. This man never ceases to amaze Miriam, perhaps this was one of the reasons why she fell in love with him. Kyle is the embodiment of being sly, calculative, and victorious. Yet, despite never losing, Kyle always looked anxious as if he knew that the real problem was going to be impossible to fix.

Now that she confirmed Kyle's current situation, she swallowed hard and decided to confront him. If things go awry, so be it. Miriam was clenching her fists, her presence was so serious that even some of the maids who saw her fidgeted and forgot to bow.

Miriam was going to war, love is a war that she condoned but not anymore. She raised her head and walked with confidence, she heaved her chest up making her cleavage noticeable. However, she was too absorbed and didn't think about her appearance at all. Right now, Miriam looked fiery and hot as fuck. The way she held herself was above any girl that Kyle could even find. Her clumsiness and playfulness were not present at all. Right now, Miriam was in all seriousness. Her fingers were even ready to call the [Bow of fragmented Gungnir] in case a battle arises.

She slowly reached the place where Kyle stay, while she was going to open the door, she found that one of her maids was going to deliver a bottle of champagne to Kyle's room. It seemed like he asked for another one. Miriam smirked and signaled the maid to let her be the one to deliver it to Kyle. The maid bowed and left the bottle of champagne in Miriam's hands.

Miriam took a deep breath and knocked on his door.

"Come in."

She heard his cold approval and opened the door. Kyle raised his head and in just a second, his eyes widened and surprised. He sensed that someone was behind the door but he didn't know that it was Miriam, she hid her presence so Kyle didn't sense her correctly.

"Miriam… what are you doing here?"

He asked, he almost stammered. He looked at her, up and down, and swallowed hard as he felt like an event would going to happen. Miriam saw the changes in his eyes and opened her mouth.

"Let's drink."

"No… I- I want to drink alone."

"I'm not asking for your opinion. I'll do what I want."

She smiled and her smile was so fatal, hinting at the matureness and sexiness she has. She strolled towards his room and closed the door, her movements were so flawless. Her motions, her figures, her allure, Kyle caught all of them. He felt thirsty and swallowed his dry saliva.

Someone's going to get fuck(?) tonight!!!

[Oh-hoho, look at the chapter, Chapter 269! What a great number! Especially the last two digits!]