Duke, Please Stop Because it Hurts

Chapter 100

“What?”

Molitia raised her voice in utter surprise.

“Don’t do that. This is my own personal matter. If you were to bring public affairs into it, your reputation will definitely plummet.”

“My wife’s business is my own as well. How can I just let it go like that?”

Whenever he encountered Count Clemence in the Imperial City, he always looked at him with such unpleasant eyes.

Raven had been holding it in since he was one of the family members of his wife. There was absolutely nothing more to be reluctant about than just that fact alone.

‘How should I step on it, then?’

Raven knew those particular kinds fairly well. Rather than tumbling down all at once, it would be much more painful to collapse mentally and gradually—over a long period of time.

Nevertheless, if by chance, he encountered the Count with these current set of surging emotions, he wasn’t confident that he would not unsheathe his sword from its waistband at once.

“No way. I don’t want you to feel annoyed or face any distress because of me.”                                  want to see you annoyed or face any hardship because of me.”

“Come on, you must have a hard time going through a lot for today.”

Raven discreetly turned away. Then, he hugged Molitia and locked her within his arms before patting her back regularly.

Molitia felt as if she were lying to sleep. Knowing that there was an answer to listen, Molitia couldn’t overcome her gradually closing eyes.

“Don’t…”

It wasn’t until she tried to speak softly enough, did she fall completely asleep. When her thin shoulders had finally moved constantly as she breathed out, only then Raven stopped patting her back.

Raven then carefully moved his own body so that Molitia wouldn’t wake up at all. As he stood up from the bed, he began to wrap himself in his robe before heading straight to his study.

Afterwards, he immediately called the butler to his study.

The butler quickly rushed to the study at his call with a face that was completely filled with anxiety.

He was absolutely perturbed that he couldn’t really sleep at night. The butler parted his mouth all of a sudden—completely forgetting the fact to greet his master when he saw Raven’s figure at that instant.

“Madame—is she feeling alright?”

Raven, who was still rummaging through the documents, slowly raised his head.

“Butler.”

A cold and hoarse voice had suddenly pierced his ear, just like a dagger. Only then the butler had finally realized that the Duke’s condition was rather unusual, which he quickly lowered his head in response.

“Provide me every single piece of information that you can find about Count Clemence. Even the trifles are fine as well.”

Raven’s eyes glinted—ever so dimly.

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Right after waking up, Molitia couldn’t move that easily due to the heavy sensation in her head. A single drop of water had trickled from the top of her bedsheet. She tried struggling to get up, but alas, to the shame of her own efforts, she could only sink back again after slightly raising her upper body

The first thing that had taken her completely by surprise was a man’s face—emitting such yellow light. It was in fact, Raven’s. He had already overthrown the state of the duchy just this early morning. And that wasn’t until the doctor, who was still asleep, had been awakened due to the reason being that Raven couldn’t sit still at all.

Only after rousing the fully asleep doctor, did the duchy begin to regain its calm, albeit barely.

“This is mild dehydration.”

The doctor immediately gave a simple yet clear diagnosis.

“Are there any other symptoms? Dizziness doesn’t really occur frequently.”

Even when she was confronted by the words of the Duke in all seriousness, the doctor still responded politely.

“She’s just a little dizzy due to the fact that she had been crying last night. The Madame has no indications of any particular symptoms, so please, worry not.”

After several face-to-face encounters, she had perfectly grasped that the reason for the Duke’s urgency was always limited to his own wife. It was undeniably terrifying, but the doctor could gradually speak much more comfortably when she finally realized that all she had to do was to serve the Duchess conscientiously.