How To Win My Husband Over

Chapter 12

Episode 12: Yearly Sickness

I was embarrassed. No, wait, wait, did my nose become runny in front of my husband and his friend?

Thankfully it wasn't a runny nose. The liquid dripping down my chin and dripping onto the floor was dark red.

I can't believe that it is not a runny nose, but a sudden nosebleed!

Even though my physical condition is currently not well but during the annual event, this had never happened before.

"Ah…."

"M-Ma'am, are you okay?"

No, I'm so embarrassed.

Even if I'm acting like a big fan, how can I have a nosebleed?[1]

I reflexively raised the back of my hand to wipe the dripping blood, but my head became dizzy.

Someone quickly grabbed my shaky shoulder.

"You…"

Isaac, who reached out his heavy arm covered with gauntlet over the stone wall and held me, suddenly paused and frowned.

Hey, you consistent bastard, I salute you for your consistency, but there's no way I was able to have a nosebleed on purpose!

"Why are you feverish?"

Huh? Fever? Me? That can't be true. It's an annual condition, and I'm suffering from hot fever, but there's no way he can feel it.

It was a phenomenon that I usually experienced, although this time it was worse than before, as if I was burning inside and my whole body was poked with a needle. It was the first time I had a nosebleed.

I think my body has taken a method of acting on my fangirling.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to look like this……."

The guy cut off my words when I boldly continued despite my embarrassment.

His red eyes were tinged with an unfamiliar light I have never seen before.

"Who are you here with?"

"Of course, I'll be alone quietly……."

"It's driving me crazy. You came out alone in this outfit?"

My body jerked into the air and I felt dizzy again.

Isaac put his hand under my armpit and hugged me lightly as if he was carrying something.

Oh, this must be the feeling of the chick on the eagle's claws.

I wanted to tell him to put me down, but I was afraid he would throw me away if I did so I put up with it.

Sir Ivan's light green eyes, who hurriedly handed over his handkerchief, were serious.

"Madam, who went to call the doctor?"

This was an annual condition for my body and there was no one who was sent in the House.

Even if it had been for another illness, no one would have gone.

"It's not worth calling the doctor. I'm sorry, I just got dizzy from the sun."

"Ivan, give me your handkerchief."

"How bad is it?"

"It doesn't matter how bad, damn it, her body is like a boiling pot."

"No, fuck.… I'm sorry, ma'am. Hey, since when did you only hire garbage in your house? Does it make sense that no one knew that she got to this point?"

It did make sense. My annual condition left me with no symptoms even if I was in grotesque pain.

Even prominent doctors just tilted their heads, I thought it was just a side effect that came when I came into this body.

But now my husband is saying I'm as hot as a boiling pot. It was both shocking and amazing.

And I felt dizzy. My vision was blurred, my body was soon limp.

* * *

"…..hik."

An odd sound reached my ears. When I slowly opened my eyes, I saw a familiar decoration of the canopy.

I got myself up in a huff.

I lay alone in my bedroom in Omerta Castle. The green flames in the fireplace flamed warmly.

What happened?

I traced back a vague memory. After I woke up earlier, I went all the way to El Mos Harbor alone and felt like it was just a dream.

I pulled back the curtains and looked out the window, but I couldn't tell if it was dawn or sunset.

The symptoms of my yearly condition had disappeared before I knew it, but my head was heavy and my throat was dry.

It was just as I wriggled out of the bed and approached the table where the water bottle was placed.

"…hik..uh.."

Sob. The sound of a woman sobbing caught my breath.

I didn't know where it was coming from. It was probably nearby. It seemed to come from right outside the door, so I walked and sneaked open the door. But there was no one.

"……Uhh, hik……."

It was a pretty mournful-sounding cry, intermittent breathtaking pause.

Who the hell is crying? Is it Ellenia? Or a maid?

As if possessed by something, I slowly moved along the direction of the sound.

A bright light leaked out from the end of the long corridor covered in deep blue darkness.

There was no way a servant could hide there and cry, was it Ellenia after all? Did something bad happen?

"Anyway, so for the time being……. Madam?"

I put my hand against the wall and blinked.

No one was crying in the bright hall leading to the stairs. All there was a strange man and my husband who looked like a reaper of the night.

There was a moment of silence.

While I was rummaging through my cluttered mind and choosing the right excuses, the two men stared at me as if they were terribly shocked by my appearance.

He's a persistent husband. He's consistent but why is that strange gentleman staring at me like that?

"……ma'am, are you okay?"

Thank you for asking. Although there was a tremble in tone. As soon as I was about to nod my head with a smile, Isaac, who was looking my way, came closer.

His movement was so aggressive that I shrugged my shoulders without realizing.

"I'm sorry, but someone keeps crying……."

"What?"

"I heard someone crying, so I thought it was Ellen, so I came out worried."

Isaac wanted to exchange glances with the unfamiliar man for a moment, then looked down at me again.

I think he believes that I must have lied.

"Nobody cried."

No, obviously a little while ago…  Why can't I hear any more cries? In fact, the sound stopped altogether at times like this.

"I'm not lying, I'm sure a while ago……."

"I never said that you were lying."

It was a harsh tone like a knife.

That's right. However, were you aware of the fact that your current statement contradicts the previous one?

"Damn it…… Sergey, for now leave."

"Yes. Then I will visit you again in the afternoon. See you later, madam."

The man with a unique name, Sergey, was apparently a doctor.

I was also trying to greet him kindly, but my husband interrupted me.

My foot jerked off from the floor, causing dizziness along with some strange feeling.

"I'm too heavy……."

"……."

"Did I have a nosebleed?"

"……not just now, but three days ago."

"That can't be…… Oh, I'm heavy, so please put me down."

"You seem to have a high fever."

High fever? As I slowly moved my arms around his thick neck, he flinched as if he had been burnt by something. Rude thing.

"I'm sorry to keep bothering you. Please don't hate me."

"……."

"I thought Ellen was crying……."

"Ellen doesn't cry."

"Yes, she's different from me but I'm still good."

"What the hell… Whoo, that's enough."

—at acting. I clicked my tongue for a short time and chuckled at the blunt expression of the guy who put me down on the bed.

His red spinel-like eyes fluttered with a strange light.

"I mean you…."

"What?"

"……No, I'll talk to you later."

Indeed, he was consistently bland. The consistent husband left the room like that.

The door shut softly.

But I didn't hear the footsteps.

Even in the midst of a half-sleepy night, as I was paying close attention to my surroundings with my ears, after a while, thump, a sound like something lightly bumping into something, and a sound similar to a sigh rang out.

What is it? I don't think he's banging his head against the wall.

What is he thinking?

What is he thinking standing there now?

Why doesn't he just walk away?

It's like taking a step backwards and catching a mouse, but I have to say thank you to the employees here who don't even have a clue.

* * *

I was ill for another two days after that.

Apparently, It wasn't my usual yearly sickness but just an ordinary, boiling fever.

The doctor, Sergey, was very kind, but he didn't give me detailed answers to my questions or explain them in any way.

It was unclear whether he was hiding something or not having a personality which made him not forthcoming with his patient.

However, he emphasized that I should eat well, saying that I was too skinny.

Anyway, the conclusion that could be reached in this situation is that my annual sickness and fever have overlapped at once.

Since I fell into the pond that day, it was natural for a fever to come.

Therefore, the sudden burst of nosebleed and Isaac's feeling my fever could also be explained.

Nevertheless, why do I feel uneasy about the cause?

Moreover, no matter what happened, the attitude of the servants, who were noticeably polite, was also something I was not very accustomed to.

"It's fresh porridge, ma'am. I ground the potatoes so that you could feel your appetite."

Yes, yes. It's an honor.

It's very hard to adapt to them being grudgingly polite, but I should still smile.

Another downside of being sick is that I've to stay in bed and have to accept each meal.

To make matters worse, Ellenia came to me at every meal, so I couldn't do anything about it secretly.

Now that the fever has gone down, let's get back to normal, please.

"Please don't misunderstand what happened that day."

"What…?"

"It's something about an old business that I had to discuss with my brother, so I was just going to take a quick look around lunchtime."

I gently put down the spoon that was scratching the porridge bowl.

Ellenia sat upright in the armchair like a statue, her eyes fixed on my hand.

"There's no misunderstanding, Ellen."

"I heard the things below arbitrarily. So……."

The best beauty in the North, who blurred her words, fixed her unique red gaze on my face.

Well, Ellenia would be most troubled if there was a conflict.

Don't worry, I don't have any interest or time to waste on such things.

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[1] she's acting like a big fan but she's getting worried because she got a real nosebleed as if she really  got excited seeing him