Chapter 38
Sickly? Husband's Contractual Wife
Translator and Editor: Yonnee and Nabi
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Chapter 38
âYou donât have to apologize. Itâs true anyway.â
âNo, itâs not. Youâll be healthy again soon, and youâll definitely return to the knight order,â I said hurriedly. âIâll make sure you get better.â
He stared at me wordlessly.
âWhyâ¦â
I raised my head at his sudden low tone. Against the orange sunset filtering through the window, his blue eyes were piercing.
âWhy are you doing all this for me?â
ââ¦.â
âIâve been wondering about it. Just why are you doing this?â
He was speaking in a relaxed, languid tone, and yet I felt like I wanted to hide. The way he was looking at me was so intense that it felt like I was being interrogated.
âSo? Have you come to a conclusion?â
I purposely raised my chin as I asked, hoping that he wouldnât notice the guilt gnawing at me.
ââ¦I havenât a clue,â he confessed, squinting at me. âIâm more annoyed because I couldnât figure you out. Whatâs wrong with you all of a sudden? Unless youâre really thinking about getting pregnant.â
He glared at me, and as if I was a deer caught in the headlights, I froze.
ââ¦.â
I couldnât answer him to satisfy his curiosity.
To be honest, I didnât even know where to start.
If I told him the entire story from point A to Z, heâd probably treat me like a crazy person. But, in any case, what I was doing for him right now was already making him think that Iâd gone coo-coo.
From his point of view, I knew that he didnât want kids, but I can also see how baffled he was at my constant attempts to seemingly convince him otherwise.
To save his life, I must first gain his trust. However, the contract was getting in the way because I couldnât tell him about it.
What else could I do to gain his faith without mentioning the contract? No matter how much I racked my brain, the answer wouldnât come to me easily.
âI just want you to live long and well. Thatâs really all. Please believe me.â
â¦It was an excuse that no one would believe, but it was the only one up my sleeve.
âIs that really all?â
I couldnât help but smile as he asked me.
âWell, Iâll need to go now.â
Though as I got up, he hurriedly reached out to grab my hand. Long fingers gently wrapped around the bandage.
âDoes it still hurt?â
I was at a loss for words again. This time, my heart was heavy for a different reason.
âIs it bothering you that much?â
How would he react if he found out that I was only half-acting about the pain by now? What would happen to me?
â¦Letâs not worry in advance because thatâs not going to happen.
âIâm wearing a bandage because it still hurts.â
Nonetheless, the truth was, the swelling and the bruise had subsided a lot. My bones werenât broken, so Iâd be able to remove the bandage soon.
âAre you being treated?â
âOf course.â
âWhen can you remove the bandage?â
âWell, I think I heard that I still need to keep it on for some time.â
âYou heard?â
His eyebrows furrowed.
âYes. I heard.â
Why was he listening to my words so carefullyâ¦
âNow that you mention it, I remember that I need to drop by the clinic. Then, Iâll get going.â
But, the hand that gripped mine did not let go. And, it wasnât easy to pull out my hand even though it didnât seem like he was exerting any force.
âAmoide?â
Embarrassed for some reason, I called his name. Then, slowly, his hand relaxed over mine and let go.
ââ¦.â
I glanced furtively at him as I held my hand closer to my chest.
Turning a blind eye to his penetrating gaze, I scurried out of the room.
* * *
Click.
As the door closed, the bewildered Selena disappeared as well.
Amoide stared at the closed door for a long time, as if to continue looking at the woman who had just left. She was so easy to read. She was so expressive that everything she was thinking showed up on her face.
Besides, it seemed like she was totally unaware of this fact.
[ âYou must have been bored without me.â ]
As she asked this question, her eyes sparkled. It was ridiculous. Why did she look like that? Just why?
At first, Amoide thought she was just acting. Sheâd show those expressions a few times, pretending in front of him. Then time would pass, and she would stop acting.
Still, why was this woman so eager about things related to him?
Why didnât she stop hovering around him despite all the harsh words he threw at her?
There were so many questions hovering in his mind that he couldnât answerâ¦
[ The Young Madam is out today. ]
At breakfast this morning, despite the splendid dishes splayed in front of him on the table, he looked down on them with indifferent eyes.
[ Sheâs been coming every day, so itâs hectic, but you can focus quietly on your meal today, sire. ]
Emma seemed excited. As she said, mealtime was really quiet.
There was no one sitting in front of Amoide, chattering and nagging him to eat this and that.
Before, Selena used to be so intimidated by him that she always hid as soon as she would see him, seeming like he was trying not to catch his gaze as much as possible.
Whenever Amoide collapsed from a fever back then, she would always stand back and just look from a distance.
It was the same that day.
Among the others around him, with her hands clasped together as if she was praying, she couldnât even get close as she had tears in her eyes.
It was always like that when he saw flashes of his surroundings in the midst of his severe fevers. She would always just stand back and watch from a certain distance, neither too close nor too far.
Thatâs how it was.
ââ¦.â
He glanced at his hand.
The small, pale hand that he held with his large, prominent hand until its bones were almost crushed.
He didnât mean to do that.
[ Amoide, hang in there. ]
The memory was clear despite the pain that seemed to tear his whole body apart.
It wasnât a dream. It wasnât an illusionâ¦
The quiet voice, whispering for him to hang in there, and the small, warm hand that he held unconsciously. He relied on that hand. He didnât want to admit it, but it was the truth.
When he opened his eyes, the first person he saw was Selena.
[ Get out. ]
He thought that would be the end of it. Frightened, terrified. After warning her during their first room sharing night, he thought she would never come near him again.
Although she changed completely some time ago.
[ Amoide, want to go on a stroll with me? ]
Just looking at her sticking her nose into everything, going around everywhere, was annoying him.
âWhy the hellâ¦â
He grabbed his hair and spat out a curse.
After that day, it felt like he was being shaken. He felt like an ant hill being poured over with water, filling up the well-structured tunnels that used to be sturdy and organized.
It wasnât a pleasant experience.
When he saw Selena looking down on her own hand⦠and the moment those big, green eyes met with his gaze anxiouslyâ¦
[ Why are you doing this to me? ]
This was a question that he wanted to ask himself. Not to Selena.
* * *
âWhy are you asking me that all of a sudden?â
As I walked across the garden with some urgency, I remembered what Amoide said.
âNo, do you hate it when someoneâs worrying about you? Anyway, youâre acting suspiciously.â
Continuing my steps and swinging my arm, Amoide was still looking pointedly at my bandaged hand.
âThereâs nothing you should worry about.â
Heâs been acting weird since earlier. Not a little, but a lot.
Did he eat something bad? Or�
âI heard people are about to die when they suddenly change.â
Ah. No, no. Thatâs not it!
Letâs not have such ominous thoughts. I shook my head from side to side to push down the bad ideas, struggling to clear my mind.
Meooow.
Suddenly, I heard a familiar cry. As I turned my head, I saw a black cat sitting in one corner and wiping his face with its front paw.
âNoir!â
The black cat immediately went closer to me and rubbed his head against my hand, purring louder.
âNoir, come here. Itâs dangerous there.â
The snakes could go after Noir, so he should be evacuated from this place right away.
Regardless, where can I hide him�
Where can I hide him in this vast Duchy?
I should look for a place where people donât pass through often. A place where no one would care if a small animal wandered around.
As I thought hard, there was only one place that came to mind.
âThereâs really no other place.â
* * *
âHang in there a bit, okay?â
Meooow.
Like a good kitty, Noir answered me every time I spoke to him.
âI think this is the best place you can be in the world.â
The place where I brought Noir was at the isolated pavilion called âMoonlight Haven. The room was in a small building that had a total of about seven rooms, but there were traces of elaborate decoration everywhere.
No one was staying there now, and it was a rarely used building, so itâs pretty old and dilapidated.
When I first discovered this place, I was surprised to find such a place in the sparkling, glamorous Ducal estate. Itâs been a while since Iâve been here, and since no one was living here, Iâll just need to manage it well and clean occasionally.
The main building, where Camilla made sure to keep it neat and tidy for Amoide, it was clear that the Duchyâs sparkly exterior could be seen only there and not here.
âThis place must have been so beautiful when it was first built.â
Now, it was difficult to even know what the wallsâ original color was, and the outer walls were already covered with vines.
A thick layer of dust fell over the marble floor, and the ceilings and decorations were either worn out or broken.
One of the former Dukes of Efret, known widely as a doting husband, built this building for his wife. Now, as long as his ghost doesnât come out and shake hands with me, then itâll all be fine.
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