Irene helped Ronald with his tie. "Why don't you wear a military uniform? Why do you always wear a suit?" It was the first time she had seen someone who didn't know how to wear a tie wear a suit.
Ronald put his arm around Irene's slender waist and kissed her on the top of her head. "Good girl. You don't want to see me wearing that."
He was a soldier in a military uniform. As a soldier, he was bound to bleed. It was either him or someone else. He didn't want Irene to see the rumored him.
The carriage brought the two of them to Croce's market.
There were many people at the market. Irene did not expect Ronald to bring her here. Looking at Ronald holding her hand, it seemed that Ronald liked to hold her hand. Was he afraid that she would run away? Would he have more control if he held her hand?
Irene looked at Ronald, whose face was as sharp as a knife and an axe. Irene actually had the illusion that he would not kill her.
