New World with Four Husbands-Chapter 179: A beautiful man [4]

The man’s face froze in shock, his eyes widening in surprise as he processed what he had just heard from Coco.

Did he hear the woman say that the magic stones are more important to her at the moment?

Since when did someone become so engrossed in the existence of magic stones to the point they will ignore someone as beautiful as him?

A mix of surprise and confusion flickered across his face, his mind reeling as he tried to make sense of the unexpected situation.

The woman before is out of her mind for saying that kind of thing in his presence!

No one says that they don’t care about him or his good looks and gets away with it— not even those men and women who tried to ask him for his identity and ask for his hand for marriage!

The man’s expression turned to one of amusement as he watched Coco continue to ignore him, his face twisting into a mixture of disbelief.

He couldn’t believe that she really won’t respond to his presence or attempts to get her attention, her indifference infuriating him to no end, making the man feel like a fool, standing there being ignored as if he was not even there.

His anger bubbled up to the surface, his body tensing up as he struggled to control his emotions.

However, amidst all the frustrations he had felt..

The man suddenly remembered that he was a nobleman and that he shouldn’t be letting a woman get a rise out of him.

He composed himself, taking a moment to take deep breaths and smooth his expression.

His sense of superiority and entitlement came back to him, as he remembered his social status.

He mentally scolded himself for losing his composure and reminded himself that he was above such interactions— for lowering himself to this level of petty, childish behavior.

He lifted his chin, his demeanor changing from one of a child throwing a tantrum to that of a dignified nobleman.

Despite his inner struggle to regain his composure, the man couldn’t help but feel a pang of guilt for letting the woman get under his skin so easily even though he hasn’t done anything.

Now that he is calm and level headed, he decided to observe the woman before him since he couldn’t do so when he first walked through the door.

The man leaned slightly forward and started examining the woman, studying her appearance closely.

She had long, flowing black hair, her long locks framing her face in a cascade of dark silk— raven-black hair that fell past her shoulders in waves, a sharp contrast to her clear green eyes.

Her eyes were a mesmerizing clear shade of deep green, like a window into another world.

Her features were soft, her face round, with a certain symmetry that suggested a kind of classical beauty which was somehow also sharp and delicate, like a sculpture of a fine bone doll, fragile and yet beautiful.

However, now that he was looking so closely at the woman’s complexion, he noticed that it was not as healthy as it should be— with her pale skin looking a little sallow and pasty under her high cheekbones. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Her skin looked a little rough and worn, the surface of her skin lacking the smoothness and clarity that was expected of someone of her appearance.

Dark circles were visible under her eyes, evidence of her lack of sleep and proper rest, the purple color of the bags standing out clearly against the pale skin due to how dark it was.

Although the woman’s skin may look a little ragged, the normally soft and supple texture appearing rough and dry, she still looked beautiful, her delicate features accentuated by her fair skin.

Despite her fatigue, she was still beautiful, her delicate features enhanced by the shadows under her eyes, creating a mysterious and somewhat haunting quality to her looks.

Her full mouth was pink and rosy, and her cheeks were dusted with a touch of slight color, creating a beautiful sight against the paleness of her face with her lips looking plump and soft, the color of her skin only serving to make them appear even more invitingly soft.

Her striking features, her high cheekbones, her full lips, her long black hair and green eyes, all worked together to create a vision of beauty, even though there was weariness on her face.

The man hummed softly under his breath, his purple irises flickering from Coco’s lips to her eyes that were still glued to the magic stone behind the glass display.

"Say." He spoke up after being silent and checking her out, "Are you a woman? Or a female mediator?"

Her beauty can be held in the same regard of the female mediators he had seen throughout his life so he had to make sure if she was one or not.

After all, he is one.

If he were to entertain the idea of marrying her because she was beautiful and if she were to end up being a mediator like him, then he can discard the idea of creating a child with her, but if she was not a mediator..

A small smile graced his beautiful feature as he stared at her, the thought of having beautiful babies running around pleasing him to the bones.

Beautiful people should create beautiful babies after all.

"A woman married with four loveliest mediators known in the whole land." After being radio silent for the past few minutes, Coco spoke up and glanced at his way to let her know that she was serious and did not want him to get ideas.

"And please, step back, you’re invading my personal space." She grumbled out, her eyebrows furrowed and making her annoyance known in her face.

The man flinched slightly, incredibly taken aback that she was still being polite despite being irritated with his probing.

"You’re married?" He ignored her words and tilted his head, smiling still.

"I just said that I am—"

Ring.

Ring.