Please, Forgive Me!

Ethan's eyes widened, looking at Helena with a shocked expression. It wasn't because of Helena's hair, which was now cut short to match the part sliced by Prince Maximilian's sword. It was because of Helena's recent question.

"Helena, I—"

Helena stared at Ethan with a frozen expression. Ethan couldn't fathom what was going through Helena's mind at the moment.

"I never expected there'd be someone with such an innocent face like yours but far more cunning than me," Helena said again. "It's true. People say that hidden enemies are the most dangerous."

She forced a smile on her face, mocking herself for not realizing someone was taking advantage of her.

"Quite literally, you are the hidden enemy beneath my cloak," Helena added, momentarily casting a look of disdain and a cynical smile. "Your sweet demeanor made me feel at ease. You gave me multiple orgasms until I didn't even realize you were venomous poison."

"Helena, please listen to me—"