Chapter 5 The Picnic And Her Nightmare

I shook my head, trying to stay in control. However, I saw him taking off his clothes and I felt something hovering around my stomach.

He must have brought me here to revamp memories of their erotic night together.

I felt disgusted as I shrugged my shoulders. His arms rubbed my body side by side.

He made my hand hold on to the head collar rope. Our hands locked together as his jaw rested on my shoulder.

I rolled my eyes slightly to meet his gaze. The way he stared was bewitching, and I couldn't help but stare.

"I wouldn't want the rumors to say you died again under my watch", he explained while juddering the reins, and the horse began to move gently.

I shuddered, leaning on his chest and panting softly.

As we rode, a gush of wind blew past me and I couldn't keep my mind in a place. The Beatles' leaves provided a shield from the sunlight.

It was mild on the skin and I found myself wondering how life would have been if I weren't married to Ivan.

I was holding firm to his hand, scared and closing my eyes.

"Release yourself" he whispered as my heart skipped fast. I had stiffened my body, purified.

I didn't want to fall because that led to my death in my previous life.

His words had a way to get into me and I lowered my shoulders, feeling safe in his arms.

I found myself stunned at how beautiful the woods were, so that tears clouded my eyes.

The horse came to a halt at a brook and I found some maids gathered around. It felt like a picnic.

He climbed down with me and I found myself in a magnificent garden.

They gave us a bow and I almost bowed, forgetting who I was if I hadn't glanced at him.

"You may leave" he orders, and they yield to his command, walking away almost immediately.

He paced ahead of me and sat on the mat. At first, I thought he was insane for bringing me here.

Where was that tough part of him? He was gentle and quite charming, like in the fairytale books.

He beckoned me to my seat and I decided to play along just to see his reaction.

"I must say, I am impressed" I complimented, sitting down opposite him. He smirked at me.

The expression he wore speaks of disbelief. He doesn't believe a word I say.

It felt as though he was trying to win Rossa over, to forget about her lover.

He gave me no response and only took out the grapes which he smashed softly.

"So...why here?" I asked and he shrugged his shoulders at me.

"I don't know, I felt you wanted to be away from the castle" he muttered coldly. It wasn't in his nature to appear charming, but he made my heart skip.

I paused for a moment, staring into his eyes. It was passionate, but then it was quickly replaced by an icy look.

I lowered my eyes to his lips.

"Eat, I wouldn't want them saying you died under my watch" we chorused, and then he scoffed unbelievably at me.

I was tired of hearing those lines. From what I knew, Rossa got drowned, but I couldn't lay my hand on the culprit, so how was that his fault?

He heaved a sigh, and it was obvious he was trying so hard to stir a conversation between us.

From the little I recall, he barely had time for rossa and this was their first time in a long while to be there.

I'd consider this a date.

"Do you recall this place as a child?" He began with no smile.

"Yeah?" I quickly responded, munching my pie and wondering what memories he'd bring up.

"My first proposal" he began, twirling the ring on his middle finger. That ring felt familiar.

I could see it being used on that finger, hitting her hard and cussing. The voice wasn't familiar, but the vision made me quite tipsy.

If this was what I'd be facing in another person's body, I wouldn't want to reincarnate.

I shook my head to get things straight as I fluttered my eyes at him.

Was this his way of confessing by bringing up memories? I nodded in anticipation even though I was lost.

Now I get it, she was his childhood crush but didn't accept him. However, things turned out to his favor when she became his betrothed.

Unfortunately, I would be gone soon, and so he had better say goodbye to Rossa.

Judging from that ring, I guess he abused her. She got depressed and took her life in the pool.

If that was the case, I'd add him to the list of people I'd be eliminating in this body.

He handed me a glass of wine to keep my mouth busy.

Oddly enough, I wasn't here for a reunion but revenge. I wasn't interested in whatever he wanted to say about Rossa but the benefit I'd derive from him.

"Ivan was right there" he muttered, pointing his finger at me. My body shook as I inhaled softly.

The name made my heart and breath beat fast. It was as though the world had turned upside down.

Anger surged through me. The wine cup in my hand trembles as I pant heavily. His eyes weren't on me but behind me.

I followed the direction of his finger, and it rested on Ivan.

He was right there, holding two baskets and waving them in my face!

His cynical smile made me lose my breath, visions of her pulling my hair and causing me to run it on the tankble filled me up.

Tears blew up in my eyes as a lot rang in my mind. I shut those eyes to help me relax or else, I feared I might do something harmful to him.

What was he doing here and why do I have a vision of him with_

"I love you ros" he whispered, and I quickly spurred my eyes open, only to find those two men staring at me.

That was him, Rossa's lover!