Taking Care Of My Husband In A Tragic

Translator and Editor: Effe and Yonnee

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Chapter 11

Bleon nodded softly.

“Then you can do it with a wooden sword. Why did you even pick up such a blade like that…”

I shook my head wildly.

“Then… Madam. May I excuse myself now?”

“Oh, sorry. Philia, you worked so hard today. See you tomorrow.”

“Yes. Then I will be on my way.”

After Philia said her goodbyes, she left the room.

“Are you in a lot of pain? Can you move your arm?”

“It hurts a little, but it’s okay…”

Bleon raised his arm slightly as if he was just trying to reassure me.

“Don’t push yourself. How can you even…”

But Bleon suddenly grabbed me, who was sitting next to him, and buried his face in my shoulder.

“I don’t like talking to other people…”

“Huh?”

“I don’t like it when Wife calls another man’s name…”

Then, his voice faltered as though he was really in a bad mood.

“We were just talking…”

“Yes, I know.”

Satisfied with my answer, Bleon rubbed his face against my shoulder. At his touch, I flinched slightly.

“By the way, how was your treatment today? Do you feel any better?”

Recalling what Philia had said earlier, I asked him right away.

“I don’t know.”

“You don’t know? Don’t you feel like your body has just been cleansed?”

“…Can I be honest?”

“Yes. Be honest.”

“…It’s unpleasant.”

“Huh?”

“It is very, very unpleasant for anyone other than Wife to touch my body…”

“Ah, is that so?”

Why was it unpleasant? I paused my conversation with him for a moment and tried to recall the contents of the novel. Searching Astell’s memory, I couldn’t figure out how Bleon had received the treatment from Philia. So I had to recall the contents of the novel I had read, even if it was a little vague and inaccurate.

So…

Oh, it’s that. At first, it was said that Bleon vehemently refused treatment.

‘It’s mentioned that he had a hard time because of this.’

However, Philia couldn’t leave Bleon ill, so her sense of responsibility as a doctor led her to stick with him persistently, and she eventually cured Bleon.

‘It will be fine soon.’

He’s not alright with it now, but he’ll like it more and more later, right? I know that what Bleon described as an unpleasant thing was a matter of little concern.

“It’s only because it’s the first time. It will probably get better soon.”

“…Okay.”

“So, whenever you are treated by Philia, you should have a good expression on your face, then cooperate well and answer well, okay?”

“…Yes.”

He responded very well, but I didn’t feel that his heart was in it, so I pulled away from his arms and looked straight into his eyes. I grabbed his pretty face with both hands and looked at him intently.

“But what’s wrong with your answer?”

“……”

Bleon just stared at me without answering.

“Why does my husband look so upset? You said your arm didn’t hurt too much?”

Bleon seemed to have something to say to me, but he was hesitant because he couldn’t get it out easily. I spoke to him in a soft, calm voice, as if to appease a child.

“I’m already going to take the antidote, so do I really have to get treatment from the doctor…?”

He also said that he would rather not seek treatment. However, I couldn’t compromise with him on this issue. Taking the treatment from Philia, receiving the treatment, and building up his feelings with her was the only way my plan could go smoothly.

“Why? Do you hate other people touching you? It’s just treatment.”

And I tried to talk him out of it anyway, because I believed he would soon be attracted to Philia and would be treated well by her.

“But I can’t stand it. And Wife left me all alone…”

There must be more he wanted to say, but Bleon stopped there.

“Did you feel bad that I left you behind?”

“…Yes.”

“It’s because I was afraid you and Philia might feel uncomfortable. It meant nothing.”

In order for the two of them to build good feelings, I thought I would be in the way, so I went out. But I couldn’t tell Bleon about it, so I made a rough excuse.

“And…”

“And?”

He seemed to have something more to say, but he couldn’t say it easily.

“And… Wife left me alone and went to another man…”

‘Oh, that was unexpected.’

Bleon’s mood seemed even worse when I left him in the room, and he even saw me with McCain.

“So… I’ll take the antidote twice, no, three times the amount I have now. So, can’t you just let me stop receiving treatment?”

At this point, I suddenly started to wonder how the treatment was going.

I think she said that she condensed magic on her fingertips and used it to touch all parts of his body…

‘He’s addicted to drugs, so is it too provocative?’

Did he feel guilty? Because he felt lust for someone other than me?

‘Should I test it?’

I don’t really want to do that though…

Astell’s feelings aside, I also didn’t really want to see the moment Philia healed Bleon. The process was so detailed in the novel that I knew what was going to happen to them. However, since Bleon was refusing treatment like this, it seemed that I had to watch the treatment process at least once to convince him.

“You shouldn’t take that much medicine at once.”

“Please…”

“Bleon. Then let’s do this. I’ll be with you when she treats you tomorrow. Then we’ll talk about this again.”

“Wife…”

Bleon let out a deep sigh as his thoughts were shattered.

“You said we could get treatment right away and be happy.”

I stroked his hair as usual.

“Alright…”

As expected, he was cute when he was obedient. I smiled happily when I saw him with that attitude.

* * *

The next day, Philia came back to the Ducal estate, and I already told her in advance that I will also watch the treatment.

“Then let’s get started.”

As soon as Philia finished speaking, Bleon looked at me with a still displeased face. I nodded slightly at him, just like yesterday. Then Bleon unbuttoned his shirt one by one from his neck. He had to take off his clothes anyway, so today Bleon simply wore a simple shirt and pants.

I looked at him this time, trying not to ogle even as his bare skin was exposed. Anyway, I had to watch everything that happened from now on, so I had to keep looking at Bleon’s bare upper body. I fixed my gaze on Bleon.

His shirt was unbuttoned one by one, revealing his bare skin. I lowered my gaze little by little, following his hand without realizing it.

At first, the straight and distinct collarbone was revealed, then his chest. And as the buttons were almost opened, Bleon’s clear abs were barely visible.

Bleon moved his hand slowly, knowing that I was staring at his body. Finally, when the buttons were all undone and I couldn’t even avert my eyes, I saw that the front of his pants had tightened. I hurriedly raised my gaze to look at him.

His blue eyes were full of passion.

‘All of a sudden?’

Why?

As I did not understand Bleon’s condition, I quickly looked back at Philia, wondering if she would have noticed this strange situation. Fortunately, Philia wasn’t looking at us as she was preparing the treatment. I looked at Bleon again. And when our eyes met, I shook my head, telling him to calm down.

But Bleon took off his unbuttoned shirt with an unshakable expression. Then, his broad, angular shoulders, well-knit forearms wrapped in bandages from the sword cut yesterday, his thick chest, and perfectly split, flexed abs were revealed.

It was a completely ripe man’s body different from Bleon’s pretty appearance.

For a moment, I was just as engrossed in his beautiful body as I did with his face the last time. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him because his body looked like a perfect work of art that had come alive right in front of my eyes.

As I stared at him for a while, I heard Philia’s coughing.

I quickly came to my senses and looked away from Bleon.

“Well, Madam. May I start treatment?”

“Oh, well then. Get started.”

I smiled awkwardly and replied. Bleon’s gaze continued to follow me.

“Your Grace, could you please lie down on the bed?”

Thanks to Philia, the heated atmosphere gradually faded. Bleon laid back on the bed, and I immediately looked at him, concerned about the condition between his legs. Fortunately, it sank as if nothing had happened.

‘Phew…’

No. It wasn’t the time to be reassured. Breathing a sigh of relief inside, I watched the situation with tension again, anticipating what was to come.

Bleon will respond to Philia’s touch and then…

But come to think of it, Philia didn’t talk about Bleon’s condition yesterday at all. She said Bleon was just staring at her even as she asked him questions. He didn’t answer and only had a firm expression on his face.

It was a place that was easily visible, so if he had a reaction… Philia should have noticed it.

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