It had been two years since Lady Jenette and Ironin started exchanging letters.
Count Cromwell suddenly declared during lunch, "Jenette, your engagement is in a month. Your fiancé wants to take you to his grandma's house. I'm sure you don't have any objection."
Lady Jenette froze on the spot. "I heard his grandma lives far away. It could be a week's trip."
"Oh? What of it?" Count Cromwell didn't understand her point.
Lady Jenette hesitantly stated, "Going on a trip with a man before engagement…"
Count Cromwell frowned. "So what? You two are getting married anyway. What's the problem with going out with him? He is trustworthy."
'Trustworthy…' Lady Jenette's fingered tightly held the spoon.
She could still remember how her 'trustworthy' fiancé looked at her. He never hid his lust when he was with her.
Just thinking about his gaze sent chills down her spine.
She didn't want to go but she couldn't refuse either.
