Chapter 10: Ronald’s Gentleness

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

When Irene woke up, she felt as if her entire body was falling apart. She supported her lower back as she got up, and there was no one next to her. This Ronald was indeed a iron-blooded general. His energy was really good. She did not know if Ronald would go to the military camp today. Just as she was thinking of opening the door.., she saw a pair of feet standing in front of her. Looking up, she saw Ronald standing at the door with a breakfast platter.

Ronald walked past her and walked into the room. He put the breakfast platter on the short table and said, “Eat.”

Irene looked at the steaming milk and soft bread on it. Irene poked it with her finger. It should have just been brought out from the oven. Did Ronald bring it out for her?

When Ronald came out of the cloakroom to change his clothes, he saw Irene sitting cross-legged on the carpet. The milk and bread were half-eaten, and a smile appeared on her face.

It looked like it tasted pretty good, and it was worth the effort of getting up early in the morning to make her breakfast.

There was a knock on the door, and Ronald threw the tie that he had been unable to put on onto the bed in frustration. “I’ll get it.”

Outside the door was Ronald’s assistant, George, who had barged into the room on their wedding night.

Ronald glanced at Irene, who had not even looked up. He closed the door and looked at George in front of him. “Have you asked around?”

George took out a piece of paper and flicked it. “Don’t worry. I specifically asked Jane about this. It’s definitely reliable.”

Ronald took the piece of paper from George. There was a page of paper filled with words. It was all about Irene’s preferences.

He had misunderstood her yesterday. Ronald knew that it wasn’t a good feeling, so he woke up early in the morning to prepare breakfast for her. He also asked his subordinates to inquire about her preferences.

Ronald’s brows furrowed tighter and tighter. Why were women so troublesome? His men were happy as long as they could win a battle, as if they had gotten married. If it were not for the fact that those men kept pouring him wine, he would not have embarrassed himself in front of Irene.

Ronald waved his hand to signal George to get lost, and then slammed the door.

George looked depressed. How did he make this man angry again?

Irene was shocked by the sudden sound of the door closing. She turned to look at Ronald and cursed in her heart. What a bad temper.

“Don’t you dislike staying in the palace? Go change your clothes. We’re going out today.”

It’s another day out of the palace! Irene was naturally happy. Although Ronald was watching, she had a better chance. Just like yesterday, she was so close to escaping. Today, she definitely wouldn’t be so close.

“Okay!” Irene stood up abruptly, but her lower back protested immediately. A pout curled on her mouth as she supported her lower back and walked to the cloakroom.

It seemed that Irene had really suffered a lot last night. Ronald followed Irene into the cloakroom.

Irene was choosing clothes when she suddenly felt warmth on her back. Ronald’s deep and sexy voice rang in Irene’s ear, “Don’t move. I’ll rub it for you.”

Ronald’s palm was wide and warm. Irene did feel comfortable receiving a massage on her slender waist.

Ronald’s actions were so well-behaved that Irene was a little surprised.

After Irene changed her clothes, Ronald picked up the tie from the bed again. He couldn’t tie it properly and walked toward the dressing table while fiddling with it. “Madam, help me with the tie.”

When he looked up, he saw Irene bending over in front of the dressing table while putting on her earrings, which revealed her extremely charming figure.

Irene put on the earrings, turned around, and took the tie. Before she could put it around Ronald’s neck, Ronald sucked onto her red lips.

This time, Irene felt that he was even more urgent and aggressive than before!

Oh, she didn’t want to. She still had to think of a way to escape. She turned her head and avoided Ronald’s kiss. “Didn’t you say we were going out? You, if you continue, I’ll tell everyone else that the famous general Ronald doesn’t know how to wear a tie.”

Ronald panted heavily, his arms trapping Irene between the dressing table and himself. “Are you threatening me?”

Irene raised an eyebrow. “Isn’t blackmail used for threatening?”