The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?

Declan could feel the tiny body in his arms stiffen. He did a circular stroke on Roxy's back to reduce her stiffness.

"But I couldn't find her. Even after being a lecturer at M University for four years, I still haven't found her. But I met you instead, and I fall over heels for you." Declan concluded it with a light peck on her crown.

"So… she was your first love. Just admit it." Roxy couldn't help but feel jealous of her sister.

She was the first to meet Declan, but the man's first love was her sister.

"Okay. I admit it. I thought she was my first love and tried to find her. I wanted to meet her because I felt grateful and wanted to repay her kindness. Everything changed when I fell in love with you. Even if I manage to meet her and I did repay my gratitude, I will still fall in love with you."

"How can you be sure? You don't know her, and you don't know what she looks like. Just so you know, she was much prettier than me and her demeanor was way more submissive than mine. My parents love her even more than me."

"So it was your sister?" Declan guessed made Roxy pursed her lips again.

She didn't understand how Declan did it, but she was always caught off guard whenever she talked to this guy. Her tongue often blurted something that she doesn't want to disassemble first, even though she's not a person who spits out talk.

Roxy could always control her mouth and said what she could say. But whenever she's alone with Declan, she's always talked as if there's no defensive wall between them.

No. This man was also quick-witted to be able to notice the slightest hint around him. She could never out-witted this cunning man.

Roxy took a deep breath and answered the man's guess without looking him in the eye. "She was."

"I heard that your sister was a cellist."

"Yeah, she was."

"I will still fall in love with you."

Roxy took a deep breath for the umpteenth time. "Never mind. You don't have to say it just to cheer me up. I understand."

"No. You don't understand at all." Declan lifted Roxy's body slightly to see the girl's face. When Roxy refused to look at him, Declan put his finger under the girl's chin to lead her to look into his eyes. "Have you forgotten how I fell in love with you? Do you remember what I said on our first date?"

What did Declan say on their first date? Roxy tried to dig up her memory, but… she couldn't remember.

It's not that she didn't remember their first date, but there was too much they talked about that Roxy didn't know which one Declan was referring to.

"I fell in love with the girl who played piano on the stage. Tell me now. Who was that girl? Was it you or another girl?" repeated Declan, imitating his words that night when he asked her out for dinner for the first time.

In contrast to Roxy, who had not fallen in love with him at that time, Declan remembered whatever he had talked with the girl as if it had happened yesterday. The trivial things and the girl's habits and likes, Declan noted to himself because he wanted to be closer to her.

"Declan, I…"

"The only person who managed to steal my breath was you. It doesn't matter if you were Roe, or Kaylee, or what you looked like when you came to campus… wherever you are, you can make my heart flutter."

"I can?"

"Haven't you ever felt it?" Declan brought Roxy's hand to his left chest. "Even now, my heart is beating just for you."

Roxy felt a strangely pleasant feeling run through her body as she felt a fast and firm pulse.

"Just for your information, I even thought about going to a psychiatrist to confirm my preference."

"Ha? Why?"

"I thought I liked a certain boy and confirmed the nasty rumors around me." Declan chuckled when he saw the confused expression of his wife. "I like you when you look like Nick."

"What!?" that was surely an unexpected thing that she heard from Declan's mouth.

"I like it when you're smiling at me, and somehow I couldn't get rid of it from my mind."

"You're… You're a gay?"

Declan let out a sigh of resignation hearing that. "I know you would say that."

Roxy gave a cute giggle as she wrapped her arms around her lover's neck. Declan smiled with her as he managed to change his wife's mood.

"Roxy, it doesn't matter if she was my first love or not. I only love you at the end of the day. It's all in the past now, and I'd like to think about our future instead of the past. And besides, if you are still bringing up the past, I will also demand an explanation from you."

"What explanation?"

"Why did you leave me?"

"Ha?"

"If you didn't leave me, I'm willing to wait for you to grow up to bring you here and marry you." Declan talked about their first night at the hotel.

"You… you want to marry me?" once again, Roxy was surprised to hear that unpredictable announcement.

"I told you, didn't I? You're too irresistible. When I wanted to be alone and didn't want other people to approach me, I couldn't resist your advance. You're like a magnet pulling me deeper." Declan pulled Roxy's body against his stout body and hugged her tightly. "You have no idea how full I am now with you in my arms."

A carefree smile crossed Roxy's lips. She felt as if everything that was troubling her had vanished without a trace. She even realized that she no longer heard the devil whispers, who always blamed her all the time.

"Is it still not enough?" asked Declan in a gentle tone.

"It's more than enough. But… I still need to tell you something."

Declan raised an eyebrow hearing this. He thought Roxy wanted to tell him the identity of his first love in Spain. Now that he knows, what else is making his wife feel restless?