Chapter 1574 A War Without a Winner (Twenty-Six)
Hermione woke up from her sleep and found herself lying in a strange room, with a stranger lying beside her. It took only a few seconds for Hermione to realize what happened, and her mind went blank.
Resisting the urge to scream, she turned her head stiffly, looking at the familiar yet strange face, and was stunned.
Hermione looked at Albert's sleeping face stupidly, recalling what happened last night:
She finally mustered up the courage to confess to Albert, but the other party rejected her righteously, and hoped that she could let go of that relationship. Because Albert was already married and could not give her the future she wanted.
However, Hermione took the prepared Felixir, successfully killed Albert, and won her own happiness.
At least, Hermione thought so. She finally got her wish and embraced and kissed Albert affectionately, and... Thinking of this, Hermione's cheeks flushed all the way to her ears. She reached out and pulled up the sheets to cover her face. Her mind still couldn't help but recall what happened last night and the ecstasy that made people linger.
"Does it still hurt?"
Suddenly, Albert's warm voice came from the side.
"Ah!"
Hermione was a little at a loss, not knowing how to face Albert.
Albert also noticed Hermione's shy look, blinked in surprise, deliberately put his head close to her ear, and whispered, "You were quite proactive last night, I was stunned by your toughness."
"That... No... Aren't you angry?"
Hermione's head was about to smoke, and her thoughts were in chaos. She didn't realize what she was saying at all.
"Men are generally not at a disadvantage in this kind of thing. It's good that you don't regret it."
Albert reached out and hugged Hermione in his arms. The moment their skin touched closely, Hermione's body trembled involuntarily.
"Then you..."
"I didn't go back last night. Isobel probably guessed it."
Albert looked at the girl who buried her head in his chest. After hesitating again and again, he still felt that he should reveal some news to Hermione, otherwise it would be pitiful to be kept in the dark and frightened all the time.
"Ah, then... what should I do?"
Hermione never thought that she would be exposed the first time.
"I will solve the problem with Isobel myself. You don't have to worry about her causing trouble for you." Albert gently comforted the worried girl in his arms, and suddenly found that the gap between the two levels was really big.
"Is it really okay?"
Hermione's voice was very low, as if she felt guilty about the bad things she had done.
"That's not what you should worry about." Albert sighed and reminded: "Being someone else's lover is not as easy as you think. Your situation may be very embarrassing."
"Who said I was your lover? We are just good friends, nothing more." Hermione would never admit this. She dared to do that, so she naturally thought about how to deal with it later.
"Just have your own considerations." Albert understood what Hermione meant and talked about another thing: "I can probably stay with you for two days, and then I have to go back to England."
"Only... two days?"
"Well, I have my own home and can't stay outside for too long." Albert reminded.
"Okay, you go back first, and I plan to stay with my family."
Hermione was very disappointed and felt that the time left for both parties to get along was too short, but she also knew that some things could not be forced. It was already a big risk for Albert to squeeze out two days to accompany her. After all, he also had his own family to take care of, and she was the outsider who disturbed their lives.
"Okay, you should be hungry too, I'll make you some breakfast."
Albert let go of Hermione's hand, patted her waist, motioned her to move away from him, and slowly got up from the bed.
"Do you want to take a shower together?" he asked with a smile.
"You go first, I'll go later." Hermione said with a blushing face.
Under Hermione's gaze, Albert walked into the bathroom, took a simple shower, put on a white bathrobe and came out. He came to the bed and leaned over to kiss Hermione's cheek, and said softly, "I think you should get used to it as soon as possible. I put the anti-swelling ointment in it. Apply it once after taking a shower, it will make you feel more comfortable, or I will help you later."
"No, I can do it myself." Hermione said stumblingly. She was not used to the excessive intimacy with Albert.
Of course, she actually realized that this is the intimacy between husband and wife!
Albert used the spare ingredients in the suitcase to make a simple breakfast, which surprised Hermione who had just finished taking a shower. Albert's superb cooking skills were obvious. She knew that none of the boys she knew were good at this, and couldn't even cook simple dishes well.
"If you like cooking, I have collected recipes from many countries." Albert looked at the girl with a ruddy face opposite him, and was very surprised by the amazing changes in her.
After enjoying a simple breakfast, the two of them lay on the sofa like a newlywed couple, imagining future arrangements and subsequent handling.
Near noon, they found a high-end restaurant to enjoy a delicious meal, then strolled around the city holding hands like a couple, and bought some souvenirs from Australia by the way, and did not visit the Grangers until the evening.
The smiles on the couple's faces became more enthusiastic, and they even hinted that they could consider getting married.
Fortunately, Hermione had not graduated from Hogwarts yet, so Albert temporarily found an excuse to perfunctorily get by.
However, the Grangers still felt sorry that Albert could not stay in Australia for a long time, and even said that he planned to turn down work tomorrow and accompany them to visit the surrounding attractions. Fortunately, Hermione secretly solved it.
"I think they seem to be very worried that I can't get married."
In the evening, when Hermione came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, she couldn't help complaining about this.
"They are just worried that you will be left alone in the UK without anyone to take care of you. It's not surprising that parents have such troubles."
As a master of mind control, it is not difficult for Albert to know the inner thoughts of the Grangers.
"What is there to worry about? I am an adult and can take care of myself." Hermione pouted.
"In fact, you can't yet, because you can't make money to support yourself."
Albert smiled and pulled Hermione's slender arm, letting her fall naturally into his arms. He didn't give Hermione a chance to argue, and he had completely sealed her mouth, which directly made the self-sustaining calm girl's mind go blank, and soon lost the strength to resist.
Another night with a particularly rich nightlife!
Hermione leaned in Albert's arms, enjoying the afterglow of the event, the sweet and warm feeling was irresistible.
However, what made Hermione extremely regretful was that the man in front of her would soon no longer belong to her alone!
When she thought of this, she felt terrible.
Maybe she shouldn't run around today and waste such precious time together.
If the two want to continue to be together in the future, they have to be sneaky like thieves.
This made Hermione feel very uncomfortable, but she also knew that some things could not be forced, otherwise they might become nothing.
"What are you thinking about?"
"We won't go out tomorrow. Stay here and spend the last day with me."
"Why does it sound a bit weird?"
"After these two days, you will no longer belong to me alone." Hermione said with a depressed face: "Sometimes I really envy Isobel. I wish I could confess to you earlier."
However, what Hermione didn't know was that she actually had no chance to turn the tables, because Albert and Isobel started dating before she entered school.
As if she realized that she was talking nonsense again, Hermione turned over and sat on Albert again, like an internet-addicted teenager who was addicted to games and couldn't extricate himself, trying to squeeze out the last bit of energy in her body, and finally fell on him tiredly, allowing Albert to carry her into the bathroom.