Duke, Please Stop Because it Hurts

Chapter 92

“Come to think of it, Lili. Your previously rough hands have become much better now.”

“It’s all thanks to you. I’ve been applying that precious lotion, which Madame had given me.”

“Really? I’m really glad that my gift was somehow helpful.”

Lili’s expression then took a strange turn when Molitia had drawn a smile.

“And so……”

Molitia turned her eyes at Lili’s words. After stuttering a little, she eventually opened her mouth—as careful as possible.

“Well, I’ve been bragging about it a little. It is a gift from Madame…”

“Lili.”

Even before Lili had finished her sentence, Pillen’s voice bellowed—like a calm typhoon.

“Didn’t I tell you not to talk about that?”

“Ha, but I merely told my best friends. Still, I never imagined that it’d spread this far.”

As soon as she heard Lili’s defense, Molitia vaguely understood what she was actually trying to say. As their gazes entwined with each other, Lili immediately bowed her head as low as the bathroom floor.

“So?”

“Ma—Madame, that’s… that…”

Molitia grinned when she saw how embarrassed Lili was. Nevertheless, Lili was the one who had especially praised her lotion. She must have declared how proud she was to be favored by her own Madame.

“If I happen to have any extras left after making it, I’ll give it to you.”

“Really?”

“However, you should never ask for the sake of others next time and do behave yourself. It could always cause trouble to some others.”

Yet, a line was still necessary. If a relationship between the master and the servant were to turn slightly blurry, the master’s position then could be shaken at any time.

“Okay! Thank you very much, Madame!”

“I’d like to greet them too, but sadly, it can’t happen anytime soon.”

Furthermore, she had wanted to thank the Marchioness of Nibeia individually as well. Then, Molitia slowly moved her body, which was already feeling so much better after the bath.

Molitia, who always kept her hair long, proceeded to tie it up with the help of her maids.

Her white neck was instantly revealed once her hair had been neatly rolled up. Her hair, which was dangling on her cheek, was tucked back that eventually unveiled her fine lines.

“Let’s make it a little lighter this time. There might be some cases where I need to reapply before working again, so this way, it can seep into my skin rather quickly.”

“It can seep even faster than this?”

Molitia gave a slight smile towards Lili’s astonishment.

“Of course. It’s definitely possible only if you adjust the ratio well.”

Molitia then put on the shawl which was handed to her by Pillen.

“There’s something else that I need to prepare, but at the same time, I also need you to prepare…”

“Madame, Madame!”

She immediately stopped talking when a maid was quickly approaching. In contrast to Pillen and Lili, she was a maid who had been in charge of the hall—not an attendant that was supposed to be beside her.

“What’s going on?”

“We have a visitor.”

“A visitor. Who?”

No one was supposed to visit according to today’s schedule. Therefore, a sudden visit. Is it that urgent? When Molitia tilted her head, the maid immediately opened her mouth.

“It’s the Lady of Clemence.”

“Ah.”

Her round mouth instantly ceased to function.

You’re here already. It was merely a passing remark from before, but of course Arjan, who bore a very close resemblance to her father, did not miss taking the opportunity at all.

“Okay. Tell her I’ll be right there.”

“Yes, Madame.”

When the maid who delivered the unpleasant news had finally disappeared, Molitia tried her best to wear a smile.

“There’s no other choice, but to postpone it for a while.”

“Madame, are you all right?”

Lili’s concerned voice had rendered Molitia speechless.

Truth be told, she was quite a little nervous. Not to the extent of her father, but certainly enough, her sister was also able to disturb her plenty.

“It should be all right.”

Molitia eventually muttered under her breath.

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“Sister!”

Molitia’s mouth became somewhat stiff, seeing how Arjan was smiling broadly upon noticing her. At this rate, Molitia could already imagine, albeit vaguely, how she wouldn’t think so well of this drawing-room.

Nevertheless, Molitia quickly erased her thoughts as she pursed her lips slightly. Perhaps she was just overthinking such things. Molitia then looked towards Arjan, who appeared to be smiling in a rather good way before pushing all of her anxious thoughts to the back of her mind.

“Arjan, come on in.”