I Met the Male Lead in Prison Chapter 113

Chapter 113 – I Was The Villain's Younger Sister (4)

Translator: SKAIS    Editor: Eyeful Solstice

No. Set aside your thoughts first, Iana. If I were this man's younger sister anyway, it was something I should keep looking at from now on. What's the point of getting stressed out if it's already like this?

That's right. First and foremost, I should get some rest. Dragging my mind to overthink this situation would only burn out my thoughts. I should give this a rest.

“I thought of something that I needed.” I told him and put on a little smile on my lips.

He lifted his eyes. The ruby-red eyes seemed to glow like how jewels illuminated lights. The tips of the thin, curved eyes looked white like snow. Unlike his ascetic worn body, his eyes were savage.

Not being mistaken, but his face was like that of a child waiting for his snack. I'm not saying he's innocent, but he's full of expectations.

…I've abandoned a puppy behind, but why do I feel like I'm facing a bigger beast?

“What is it?” Chaser asked, a wide smile painted all over his face.

“Sleep.” I answered.

“…sleep?” He asked, confirming what he just heard.

I nodded. Yes, sleep.

Somehow, he turned his head for a moment and smiled. Even that appearance was very aristocratic. In many ways, Chaser was unarguably handsome, but he was a man who didn't fit the word cute at all.

I paused for a moment. First, I'll have to lay down my body with eyes open. It would be hard for me to close them immediately knowing the fact that I can't trust anyone here. I might wake up with a knife on my throat, or not ever wake up at all, because I was murdered.

“I haven't had enough sleep while I was in prison.” I told him and he suddenly looked distressed.

“…was the bed in there uncomfortable for you?” He asked.

“Not exactly.” I answered.

“Who bothered and harassed you?” His face was serious this time. I should tell him to calm down.

“Not that either.” I stated.

I replied firmly because I felt that he would turn the carriage around if I said the wrong thing here.

“I'm just tired.” I added, to assure him that I was not bothered.

This man. He's a tall man, with broad shoulders and he's big. Remembering the time when he handed me those bouquet of flowers, his shadow surrounded me like an eclipse. His sleek silhouette didn't feel like it was insipid and soulless, but rather incessant.

“…sleep.” He plainly stated.

He grabbed his chin and relapsed into agony. Holding the chin seemed to be a habit of him when he was in grievance.

Soon, he clasped his both hands.

“Shall I put on a pillow on my lap?” He asked.

…what? I looked at him for a moment, wondering if he had eaten something wrong. A sense of bewilderment prevailed over me, but I should keep calm and be still…it may be possible that they were those kinds of siblings that were doing this sort of thing.

I have always wondered about it from reading the letters I received from him when I was in prison. Those could mean a lot of things but when I met him in the cell before, his words and actions were all too much. Maybe, just maybe… he's that kind of a brother.

But still, those weren't enough proof. I might have misread them or interpreted them differently.

Chaos is here. I must ask him about this without hiding anything. But how? What else can I do?

“We used to do that, huh?” I was asking out of sheer curiosity. But Chaser burst out laughing.

“No?” I asked. “But then?” I further added.

He opened his smiling eyes slightly.

“No tree will stand firm if chopped ten times. I try to take things like a tree.” He stated. I could not get where he's going with this.

“…Usually, I give up on a tree that doesn't fall after I chopped it ten times.” He further added.

“That's too much.” I said, not really understanding what he meant.

He made a gloomy look again. I haven't noticed that I have been rubbing my cheeks in confusion. But he didn't seem to mind my reaction. So, I guess that's the end of our conversation. Nice try, Iana.

“I'll sleep well.”

In fact, I didn't know how Iana had acted before. When I first knew that I had someone called brother, I was so eager to dig into my family relations, but my motivation suddenly disappeared.

What if he thinks I've been acting weird? But I guess it wouldn't be a big deal for him. He'll understand. Knowing that her sister has just got out of prison, surely, he must have already imagined that the Iana that got out was a little different from the Iana before… or may be the same. Any person who came from prison would have changed values and seen life more differently. Prison changes people, and that's a fact.

I thought it was a very comfortable idea, but I was already overloaded by the fact that my 'oppa' in front of me was Chaser.

“Yes, sleep well. Iana.” He replied with a calm voice.

Chaser relaxed his face as if he had been sulky, and gently shook his hand with his chin up. It was an act that was both elegant and alluring.

Not long after, I closed my eyes from him. But before that, I could see the carriage door opened slightly through the blurred vision. I guess there wouldn't be any harm if I sleep on this huge chair right now.

“… drive the carriage slowly.” I could hear Chaser's voice talking to someone.

I hoped my situation would change after I slept. But I knew it wouldn't happen.

“I wish you to have a good dream now.” Chaser whispered.

It was just a moment before my eyes closed, he seemed to have hesitated. However, it disappeared from my memory as if it had been a dream.

“Um…”

When I opened my eyes, the had already carriage stopped, or was I just dreaming it? Looking around, it still looks like I was still inside the carriage. Not long after, I saw a huge window, then I realized that the carriage door was wide open. The sun had already tilted a lot indicating that it had been a late afternoon.

Soon, I opened my eyes wide while looking at the window.

Wow, where am I? And what kind of building would have a window that big?

“Huh…” I mumbled to myself.

A huge mansion was in front of me. It wasn't an exaggeration, but it was a scale that I couldn't really measure. It looked amazing just by looking at a part of this place.

I was thinking about how the person living inside this place would feel and then I realized that it was me.

Ugh, I'm still tired even though I slept. I felt sore at the back of my neck. The chair in the carriage was so soft but it was not that good for lying down and sleeping.

“Ah…hem.” Chaser suddenly came out of nowhere while I was in the middle of yawning.

I stopped yawning droopily and paused. It was because I faced a pair of eyes staring at me.

I was surprised.

…what, why aren't you even showing signs of that you are there?

“…O..ppa?” I said, with a sleepy expression.

“Yes.” Chaser answered with a smile. It was a natural response coming from him unlike me who finds it awkward addressing him as oppa.

“Did we arrive?” I asked him.

“Yes.” Chaser answered in a calm sweet voice. It was like honey was melting slowly and gently.

“When?” I asked further.

“About an hour ago?” Chaser replied.

“What?” I asked, completely astounded.

I felt embarrassed. He should have at least woken me up from my deep slumber to keep him from waiting.

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