The Villainess is my fiance: But she is gentle towards me

Chapter 275 275: Chapter: 275 Eating barbecues.

The next day, the market inside the Zenithara Estate was already alive with noise and movement.Morning light spread across the wide streets, touching rows of small stalls that lined the pathways in long stretches.

Behind those stalls stood bigger buildings, tall and solid, casting soft shadows over the busy crowd below.

Vendors called out to passing customers, their voices mixing with the sound of footsteps, chatter, and the clatter of goods being arranged.

The smell of fresh food drifted through the air, warm and inviting, blending with the faint scent of wood smoke from cooking fires.

People moved in every direction, some carrying baskets, some stopping to bargain, and others simply walking through while talking among themselves.

The whole place felt full of life, like it never truly rested, especially at this time of day.

Meanwhile, above all that noise and movement, on the rooftop of one of the larger buildings, two figures sat quietly at the edge.

Their legs hung freely in the air, gently swaying back and forth without care.

From up there, the sounds of the market felt a little distant, softened just enough to make the space feel calmer.

One of them was a woman with red hair and bright red eyes, while the other was a man with black hair and deep blue eyes.

They were Charlotte and Vivian.

A light breeze brushed past them, making a few strands of Charlotte's hair move gently across her face.

She didn't seem to notice though, her attention fully fixed on what Vivian was holding.

Up close, Vivian held out a small pack toward her.

The moment she took it, her eyes lit up, and her cheeks almost seemed to glow with excitement as she quickly opened it and looked inside.

"You really bought these?" she asked, her voice filled with clear excitement as she looked up at him.

"Yeah…" Vivian nodded, watching her reaction.

Yesterday had been rough.

She had been in a terrible mood, and he had ended up taking the brunt of it without fully understanding why.

Still, somehow, he had managed to calm her down by the end of it.

When her mood finally softened, she had casually mentioned how she hadn't eaten barbecue in a long time.

At first, he thought he would just make some for her right then.

He had even been ready to head out to get fresh meat.

But she stopped him and said she didn't want homemade food this time.

She wanted the taste of food from outside, the kind sold in busy places like this.

So, in the end, Vivian had agreed. And now, here they were.

Charlotte's eyes stayed fixed on the barbecue inside the pack.

Her lips parted slightly, and she swallowed as her mouth began to water.

She had wanted this for a long time, but she never got the chance.

Elena had always been strict about what she ate, never allowing her to have anything unhealthy.

But now things were different.

Now that Vivian had returned, she had finally managed to convince him.

Without waiting any longer, she reached out and grabbed a piece.

The warmth of it touched her fingers, and she quickly brought it closer before taking a bite.

"Ahh… so good…" she let out softly, her cheeks turning slightly red as a look of pure bliss spread across her face.

She continued eating, clearly enjoying every bite, her earlier frustration from yesterday nowhere to be seen.

Vivian watched her quietly, a faint smile forming on his face as he saw how happy she looked.

There was something simple about it, something that made the moment feel light.

After a second, he reached into his own packet and took out a piece as well.

He stared at it for a brief moment, his thoughts drifting, before finally taking a bite.

"…sigh…"

Yesterday had really been hectic.

First, he got beaten up for something he didn't understand at the time.

Then, not long after that, he had to work nonstop until he was completely worn out.

It had been one of those days where nothing seemed to go right.

If he had just understood what she meant earlier… things would have gone very differently.

But now, as he sat there beside her, things felt calm.

Charlotte's mood today was completely different.

She looked bright, almost glowing with energy as she enjoyed her food.

There was a clear joy in her expression, something that hadn't been there the day before.

It was the kind of mood where even if he did something that would normally annoy her…

She probably wouldn't get angry.

Vivian glanced at her again, watching the way she ate without holding back, completely immersed in the moment.

And for now…

That was enough.

Vivian let out a slow breath as his gaze drifted down and settled on her belly.

His eyes stayed there for a moment, quiet and thoughtful.

'Three months…'

'Seven more to go…'

The thought echoed softly in his mind as a faint smile formed on his lips.

There was something strange about it, something that still didn't feel fully real no matter how many times he thought about it.

Charlotte… pregnant.

Carrying his child.

His fingers twitched slightly where they rested beside him, and his expression softened even more.

Honestly, it was harder than he expected to stay calm about it.

Every time he looked at her now, he felt a quiet pull in his chest, something warm but also restless.

He wanted time to move faster.

At the same time… he didn't.

His eyes lingered on her for another second before he slowly leaned back a little, lifting his gaze toward the sky above.

The morning light was still gentle, spreading across the open space with a calm glow.

"We've come a long way…" he muttered under his breath, his voice low and steady.

His thoughts drifted without him trying to stop them.

Since he transmigrated…

It hadn't been that long. If someone asked him, he could still count the days, the events, the moments one by one.

And yet, at the same time, it felt like he had lived through something much longer.

Short… but also long.

His brows relaxed slightly as he stared upward, his eyes losing focus for a moment.

When he had first appeared in this world, he had been naive. Weak. Unsure of everything around him.

He didn't understand the people, the danger, or even himself properly.

Back then, he reacted to things without thinking too far ahead.

But now…

That version of him felt distant.

He had changed.

Not slowly, not gently, but because he had no choice.

The situation had pushed him again and again until he had no room left to stay the same.

Every step forced him forward, whether he was ready or not.

And in the end…

He became someone else entirely.

Stronger.

Calmer.

More aware.

His eyes slowly shifted, moving away from the sky as he turned his head to look at Charlotte again.

His gaze softened the moment it landed on her.

Now… he wasn't just someone surviving in this world.

He was a husband.

And soon…

A father.

The thought settled deeper this time, heavier but also more real.

His chest rose and fell with a quiet breath as he watched her, the faint sounds of the market below barely reaching him.

"Haa…" he exhaled again, longer this time, his eyes turning slightly distant.

But even as that warmth stayed in his chest…

Something else lingered beneath it.

A faint unease.

A quiet feeling that refused to go away.

"…this won't last for long…" he murmured to himself, almost absentmindedly.

His gaze lowered slowly, shifting from Charlotte to his left arm. His eyes rested there, steady and focused now.

Whatever this was…

His transmigration… or maybe reincarnation…

It wasn't something simple.

It wasn't something that would just stay hidden forever.

Sooner or later, it would come to light.

He could feel it.

His fingers curled slightly, the earlier softness in his expression fading just a little as a more serious look took its place.

'Once I interrogate him…:

He'll talk.

And when he does…

'I'll finally get my answers.'

Vivian stayed there in silence after that, his thoughts settling into something firmer.

The breeze passed by again, light and calm, while beside him Charlotte continued enjoying her moment without worry.

For now, everything looked peaceful.

But in his mind…

He was already preparing for what would come next.