Chapter 29
Lafel leaned back on the chair next to the bed and rested his chin on it. A senator, half dragged along by the servants of the Carnesis family, examined Annette with his hands shaking. It was, of course, the same councilor who had visited The mansion before to prove Annette's 'innocence' of her.
The young lawmaker in his early 30s was nervous like a rat that met a snake in front of Lapel. The senator shivered in front of Rafel's ugly gaze and recited his opinion.
“My feet and fever were caused by the inflammation caused by the fracture. Now that the fracture has been corrected, if you take the inflammatory medicine I prescribed and rest well, you will get better soon.”
The doctor who trembled and wrote the prescription looked at Lapel with eyes wanting to say something. In response, Rafel glared at him with a stern expression.
“What are you looking at?”
Lafel was offended, fearing that the senator might think, “It looks like the husband hit his wife.” Of course, this was just Lapel's paranoia, but it was embarrassingly true. It was because there was a corner to squeeze.
The only things Annette could hold in her tiny hands were a frame and a book. No way, they couldn't have been dangerous enough to fracture the finger bones. Even considering the fact that Annette had been fine until yesterday afternoon, the culprit was Lafel's eyes, which were clinging because of sleepwalking, became even more stern.
Contrary to what Rafel thought, the senator was not looking at him suspiciously.The senator was intimidated by Rafel's spirit his, but even with his trembling hand his, he held out something.
“There are quite competent female legislators around here. It seems that the madam is weak, but wouldn't it be better for the same women to take care of each other? Okay, if it's okay, let's meet again.”
Even in a state of fear, the councilor steadfastly recommended a colleague and quickly left the mansion as if running away. Judging from the back of her as she ran so fast, it seemed like she would never step this way again.By recommending his teammates , he probably pushed another scapegoat to suffer in his place.
“What, take care of each other? He says all sorts of things that aren't even funny.”
Rafel frowned and tried to throw away the letter of introduction the congressman had given him, but he endured it. As the councilor said, Annette was small and weak. If that was the case, it would not have been a bad idea to have a Female members of staff work as the family doctor at all times.
Most aristocratic families already had a personal doctor passed down from generation to generation. However, the Kanesis family was a newly acquired title purely through Lapel's abilities his, and he was the 1st Marquess. So there was no way there would be a separate doctor in the yard that smelled like a new house.
Lafel clicked his tongue, but eventually packed up his letter of introduction his. Later, when Annette woke up, she was about to ask her directly for her opinion of her. Opinion of her.
Annette's mind was in a daze. She was not simply bedridden by the inflammation of her fracture her. Her mental shock and fatigue her due to her return her, and the stress caused by the nervous battle with Rapel accumulated one after another, and it finally With her new decision her to leave the country, she even paid attention to this and that, so it was natural for Annette, who was weak, to fall ill.
Rafel sat on the narrow chair next to the bed and frowned. It had already been two days since Annette had been bedridden. The furniture in Annette's bedroom was small for her size her, and a man of her size her, like Lapel, had to squeeze her body in her to sit on it. Lapel, sitting in her uncomfortable position, looked at Annette with her twisted eyes.
Annette's right hand her sticking out of her blanket she was wrapped in a bandage. Her right hand her, swollen against her slender wrist her, looked like it was wearing a mitten. Lapel, who strangely hated her hand her, pushed it back into her quilt her. Lafel, who reached out to take Annette's temperature her, muttered bloodily to her.
“Fucking quack. He said he would get better soon.”
Annette's fever did not go down easily even though she took the medicine prescribed by the doctor every meal. Lapel said that she had never nursed anyone, but strangely she was used to nursing Annette. He woke Annette, gave her medicine, and wiped her neck and cheeks with a wet towel as skillfully as he had done so many times.
His hand his, which had only been holding and wielding a sword until now, took good care of him to the extent that even he was surprised. Thanks to this, Annette's condition she had stabilized quite a bit. This situation…
'Why am I doing this?'
Rafel recalled the trouble he had repeated countless times over the past two days.It was enough to take any one of the countless maids overflowing in this mansion to take care of the sick.If he wanted to, he could have Annette treated diligently by a Different maids every hour.
But why the hell is he clinging to this woman's side and not being able to fall off?
Rafel shut himself up in his room and deliberately drank alcohol to resolve this unresolved question. However, even in a drunken state, the place she eventually returns to is her bedroom. It was a feeling of uneasiness that I could not explain myself, but I couldn't bear it at all because I thought Annette would suddenly stop breathing out of my sight.
It seemed crazy to even think about what the unlucky Bavarian woman was saying was pretty.
'Well, is it true that she's pretty?'
Lafel's deep blue eyes scanned Annette's sleeping face on her. She hadn't washed her face properly for the past two days, but she looked so pretty that even she felt embarrassed. She was said to have been one of the first-class brides in Del Tium's society until she married him, and she deserved it.
Yes, it was all because of Annette's pretty face.That Bavarian woman had a needlessly pretty face, so she must have been such an idiot herself.
As Lafel gritted her teeth, she looked down at Annette with bloody eyes for no reason.Then, as if she felt a sense of danger even in her sleep her her
“Yes…”
Her lips her her her, excessively red against her white face her her twitched and parted.It was disgusting to see Annette, ignoring her irritation her her and opening her mouth her her Her to make her feel comfortable.Rafel frowned at her and reached out to touch her plump lips.
Then Annette pursed her lips and she gently sucked the tip of his index finger her. He seemed to be dreaming of eating something. Her petal-soft lips she wrapped around his fingers her, and her small, moist tongue her moved in a circle as if sucking on candy. The touch that I felt on my sensitive fingertips her was so sexy that it was crazy, yet sweet.
Her hardened lapel she looked down at Annette's face her as she sucked her own finger, unable to catch her breath. Her face her, as she licked her lips as if her taste buds were coming back, was pure innocence. As she watched the movement of her pretty lips, she kept wanting to stick something other than her finger her in them. Something that is also very angry.
“…!!”
Suddenly, her lower body her stiffened, and Lapel hurriedly pulled her fingers away as if she had been burned. She did, and immediately she ran out of Annette's bedroom. As if she was angry, the swear words that she couldn't bear to come out of Lapel's distorted mouth came out in an incomprehensible roar.
Annette Bavaria, I had a vague certainty that one day that desirable woman would burst her heart through her gears her her.
Her head she was blank In her dream, she seemed to have eaten something delicious. Annette involuntarily licked her lips and lifted her heavy eyelids with difficulty. Then the bright afternoon sun attacked her pale eyes her. Because of this, Annette had to blink eyes three or four times before her eyesight her returned.
The first thing that caught my eye was the familiar view of the room. Annette was barely awake and in a hazy mood stared at the tiny dust floating in the air. Her hearing her, which had been restored a step later than her eyesight her, delivered strange sounds to Annette.
Just-bad-
There was a small sound of something metallic hitting regularly. Annette lifted her head and barely looked at the source of the sound. Surprisingly, Lapel was sitting there.
She had a strangely dissatisfied expression on her face, and her lapel was cold and sharp. However, she was forced to sit in a cream-colored chair that was much smaller than me, so despite her stern face her, she did not look so Annette stared at him with her blank head wondering why Lafel was sitting there.
Lapel, holding something in her handHer her, slammed it against her bedside table with a bored expression, making this strange noise.Annette rolled her eyes and checked the object in Lapel's Her hand and was startedled.
'That ring…!'
It was the ring that Annette had received from Lailin, the director of the Smugglers Guild. It must have been in a drawer, but I couldn't figure out why it was in Lafel's hand. Surprised Annette unknownly raised her upper body her. , Feeling the presence, Rafel turned his head.
“You just woke up. Good.”
Lapel, whose expression hardened, quickly raised his body his.
