Duke, Please Stop Because it Hurts

“Why are you hiding your nosebleed?” (Raven)

Actually, she just hid her medicine. Molitia hesitated and responded cautiously.

“Well… nosebleeds are nothing.” (Molitia)

“Nosebleed is nothing?” (Raven)

Raven’s eyes were fixated on her as his sleeves were covered in blood from her continuous nosebleeds.

Her face was as white as a sheet. What did he know?

He tried to say something to her, who was indifferent towards her own body, but he just kept quiet.

Count Clemence. This morning, he was stuck with a man who had only cared about his fame rather than worrying about his daughter.

“Did he always treat you like that at home?” (Raven)

Molitia’s lips twitched. She avoided his gaze as if she didn’t want to speak.

“It’s not a bother when you’re sick. If it hurts, you should tell me honestly that it hurts.” (Raven)

“Okay.” (Molitia)

He didn’t like her answer but left it be at this point in time. He didn’t want to blame someone who was sick.

“Are you all right?” (Doctor)

Raven’s anger flared wildly as the flustered doctor appeared at the opened door. Surprised by the intensity of his eyes, the doctor quickly took a bow.

“You said she was okay, so why is her nose bleeding again?” (Raven)

“Well, if the nose is stimulated, the bleeding will recur.” (Doctor)

“Shouldn’t we make it impossible for that to happen?” (Raven)

“I am terribly sorry! I’ll add a little more medicine as Madame seems to be very weak.” (Doctor)

“Adding more is a little…” (Molitia)

She has to take more medicine here. There were also considerable amounts of drugs that have not even reached the doctors. She just can’t believe that she has to ingest even more here. It was a proposal that Molitia wanted to absolutely reject.

“Do that.” (Raven)

But the outspoken Raven stepped up ahead of her.

“Okay, I’ll give Madame an extra dosage of medicine tomorrow onwards.” (Doctor)

When the medicine was added in front of her without the use of her own hands, bitterness can be seen in Molitia’s eyes.

After the doctor had left the room, Raven took the still standing Molitia to bed.

He carefully sat her down on his lap with her nose still stuffed. Surprised, Molitia wriggled to hesitate. Yet guided by his gentle touch, her body consented and naturally took place on his taut thigh.

“How is the bleeding?” (Raven)

“I think it has stopped.” (Molitia)

He carefully took his hand off her nose. It was a wound that had reopened.

“How can the sleeves be so dirty?” (Molitia)

Molitia’s dejected voice stunned Raven speechless. Are these sleeves more important than her own body right now?

He couldn’t tell. None of the people he had met before took light of their sick bodies. A person with a higher status would have been even more so.

He had seen many people who only took care of their own safety. Was that the reason why his wife’s words were even more incomprehensible in his eyes?

“Just throw it away.” (Raven)

“Get rid of it?” (Molitia)

Her startled gaze met Raven’s.

“But if you wash it thoroughly, it’ll come off…” (Molitia)

“Then, let it be. It’s the least of importance as compared to your own body.” (Raven)

Molitia’s cheeks blushed slightly at his voice, embarrassed. He was not used to this casual tone and kind words.

“Your nosebleed has stopped, so why don’t you take the medicine?” (Raven)

“Well…….” (Molitia)

She immediately turned depressed when the forgotten medicine was mentioned.

“Do you hate taking pills?” (Raven)

“It’s more than hate.” (Molitia)

She loathed it. Who can enjoy such a horrible taste?

Just imagining the taste proved to be difficult.

“I’ll give you a reward if you eat it.” (Raven)

“A reward?” (Molitia)

“Yes, I think taking bitter medicine would be a grand adventure for you.” (Raven)

“Not to that extent…” (Molitia)

He didn’t hate it when she grumbled with shame. The dark-colored medicine was not appetizing at all for her to ingest—like always. So, it wasn’t unreasonable to agree with Raven.

“Are you sure you’re going to reward me?” (Molitia)

At her words, Raven clearly smiled.

“I would never lie to you.” (Raven)

His hands naturally wrapped around her waist as he leaned over to get the medicine. Her hand halted in his embrace.