Taking Care Of My Husband In A Tragic

Translator and Editor: Effe and Yonnee

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Chapter 17

Returning to her hometown, Philia went to her teacher’s treatment room and found out that her teacher was absent. However, when she heard that the Duke’s house was looking for a doctor, she went to the Duke’s residence instead of her teacher, and there Bleon and Philia met for the first time.

When Philia first saw Bleon to treat him, Bleon was seriously addicted to the drug. So, due to the side effects of the drug, his manhood was constantly erect, and he was on the verge of death due to the extreme high fever caused by it. But even though his condition was so severe that he lost his rationality, when Philia tried to touch him to heal him, Bleon violently refused. The treatment was not easy.

However, if left in such a state, there was a high probability that Bleon would really last less than a week. Philia kept trying to reach out to him in order to heal him with a sense of duty to save him as a doctor. Bleon, who struggled for days and days, refused with his whole body to prevent her from touching him, and eventually lost all his stamina and lost his consciousness.

Only then did Philia approach the unconscious Bleon and hurriedly begin to treat him. But his condition was worse than expected. Despite the treatment using her healing magic, it was not easy to detoxify the drug that had accumulated in his body. To a certain extent, the blood in his body felt as if it was made up of the drug itself.

So, despite the nonstop treatment, his erect manhood still didn’t abate and his fever didn’t go down. And as the days passed, Bleon, who had regained his stamina, opened his eyes and again defended himself so that no one could touch him.

She continued to convince him that it was just a treatment, but Bleon never gave up, and this time he couldn’t hold out for a while and lost consciousness.

Philia started treatment again. But the treatment was also less effective. It was her opinion as a doctor that he would really die if he stayed like this a little longer. Another way was needed. The best way to get rid of the drug. In order to save Bleon, he had no choice but to do so.

But now the Duchess of the household was absent due to an extended outing. Philia hurriedly asked the butler to contact her and make her come back, but after a day or two, she was still out of touch. In the butler’s words, the Duchess would take a week to ten days at best because she was too far from the Duke’s house.

But in Philia’s eyes, Bleon would not be able to hold out that long. So she had to make a decision. First, she sent all the employees out of the room. And after telling only the butler what she was going to do from now on and keeping no one else from coming near, Philia took off her underwear from her dress with trembling hands.

Even after coming here, she continued to be afflicted. She was constantly overturning the decision in her head as to whether this was really right, if she really had to go this far.

But she was a doctor. It was her duty to save a sick man. She took another deep breath and then walked over to Bleon, who lay incapacitated on the bed. The tension was still making her hands tremble, but she soon made up her mind and she carefully lowered Bleon’s pants and underwear. As soon as she took those off, the thick, imposing length stood upright, which didn’t match his appearance at all, revealed itself.

As soon as she saw his manhood, she hesitated again. Because it was much bigger than she thought. Unlike the ones she’s seen for treatment so far, the thing in front of her is so huge that she was terrified if she could put it inside her. But she soon made up her mind and climbed onto the bed. And she first wrapped her hand around his member. The pillar was hot as if on fire.

There was no sound in the room except for the sound of their flesh slapping into each other. Philia continued to detoxify him by touching his genitals while drawing her magic with her other hand.

As she had expected, the treatment did not progress even with this level of contact. She thinks she has no choice but to do it in the end, and raises her body slightly, but in a moment of shock, she screams.

It was because Bleon opened his eyes and he was watching her. But it was strange. He, who rejected her by telling her not to touch him, was somehow quiet.

Then, at that moment he called her, ‘Wife’.

Philia realized that Bleon had mistaken her for the Duchess.

And he went straight up to her and poured kisses on her.

He said, “Why did you come so late, that I thought you had abandoned me?”

His body was trembling more than her, with tears brimming in his eyes. She was about to say that she wasn’t the Duchess, but she knew for a moment that she would have to sleep with him anyway. It was better for him to mistake her for the Duchess.

So she surrendered her body to him without a sound and they mingled day and night—all week long. The butler occasionally sent food for them in the room, so she refuelled her stamina through this.

Eventually, after a week, his erection subsided for a while, and Bleon fell into a deep sleep after that. He didn’t wake up for a day, but fortunately his fever had gone down to the point where he wasn’t in a critical state anymore.

While she was with Bleon for a week, Philia’s body was so full of heat that there was no place he didn’t bite and suck. But her bottom kept getting wet as she remembered the things she had done with him over and over again. She remembered that she had mingled with him for treatment as a doctor, but struggled with the extreme pleasure.

But she soon came to her senses. She then opened the door to meet Astell, who had just returned, after she properly dressed up, which she didn’t do for an entire week.

Astell had a very heartbroken expression on her face as the butler had informed her of the whole situation. Philia gauged the atmosphere around Astell, so Philia hurriedly greeted her and left.

After that, she didn’t do anything for a while. Her own teacher didn’t say much to her except for asking about Bleon’s status. It was a little hard for her body just as she remembered the things she had done with Bleon every night. At that time, she thought that the treatment was only a temporary measure, so she was a little worried that Bleon had to continue receiving treatment.

Then one day, her teacher said something out of the ordinary to her. Since there is still treatment left, shouldn’t she be responsible for Bleon as a doctor until the end? Philia said she would, of course, and her teacher told her everything that happened in the ducal estate, the long-hidden story.

The moment she heard that Bleon had been constantly abused by the Duchess from an early age, Philia’s anger rose to the edge of her head. How could she wear a human mask, Philia couldn’t forgive her. And she wanted to help Bleon even more because he was feeble and he got that condition because he had been fed drugs by the Duchess over the years.

She explained the whole affair by contacting the Duke’s distant relatives so she could free Bleon from the clutches of the Duchess. Then the noblemen were contacted and quickly ran to join her cause.

And that day, they witnessed the Duchess pouring the drug into the Duke’s mouth, his limbs bound, his body beaten and strangled. Eventually, the Duchess was overpowered and imprisoned by the knights of Bleon’s distant relatives, the people who were there to accompany her.

Surprisingly, however, the Duchess willingly confessed her own sins. Moreover, she had told the details of what she had done to the Duke. But she never admitted that her actions were wrong and acted rather blatantly.

After that, all the affairs of the Dukedom became known to the world, and according to Imperial law, the Duchess was stripped of her noble status, was divorced, and was ousted from the Dukedom.

While all of this was happening, Bleon was in shock due to the Duchess’s violence, and for a while he was confined to his room, dazed. Then, after several days of missing the Duchess, he looked for her, and only then found out that she had been divorced and driven out.

After Bleon learned all these facts, the ducal residence became quite noisy. Because the duke was screaming and went wild to bring the Ex-Duchess home. But Philia tried to calm him down, and she didn’t give up and kept knocking on the door to heal him.

But Bleon did not readily accept her touch. Again, the same reaction came as a side effect of the drug, and Philia hurriedly treated him in the same way. And Bleon, who had lost his rationality just like before, again mistook her for the Duchess and frantically yearned for Philia’s body. After he regained his consciousness, he regretted his actions and cried out.

They repeated it for several months. Now Bleon had become tired of it all, and Philia was likewise exhausted. But Philia couldn’t give up on Bleon. She was a doctor, but it was, in fact, because her feelings of pity and sympathy for him were slowly turning into love.

Bleon felt her sincerity and heart, and from some day he became quiet. He also accepted Philia’s treatment, and the two continued to join as one in the name of treatment.

Bleon no longer mistook Philia for Astell, but at some point he began to engage in coercive s*x with her. The s*x was so rough that Philia’s body couldn’t hold out, and when it was over, Bleon apologized to her with a bewildered expression on his face.

Then one day, Bleon left a letter saying that he would come back after fixing everything and disappeared.

Philia waited for him. But after a few days, he didn’t come. So she went looking for him herself, and found the house where the Ex-Duchess was staying. She hastily stopped him, and Bleon lost his consciousness while screaming in her arms.

And then Philia, who noticed the surroundings, found Astell lying naked on the bed as a corpse. After examining her, she noticed what had happened in this place. Bleon came to Astell, and the two took the drug once more and intertwined their bodies. But the drug put too much strain on her heart, and Astell died.

In the end, one of the two died, and the tragic relationship between the two came to an end. After that, Philia brought the fallen Bleon back to the ducal residence and took care of his exhausted body and mind, and the novel ended there.

‘It’s tragic. It’s too tragic.’

When I barely remembered all the contents of the novel, I felt a rush of energy. I took a long, long sigh, then exhaled, clearing my mind. And based on the contents of the novel, I started to review Bleon’s mind once again.

‘So…’

It’s true that Bleon relied heavily on Astell. It’s also true that Bleon accepted Astell’s anger, and irritation well and tried not to offend her nerves. But the last time I asked Belon, he defended it saying that Astell did it because he was wrong.

‘How can you do that?’

At first, I thought that he had been really abused and that he was responding reflexively. But, Bleon was answering that way sincerely. How could he think like that?

Questions remained about this issue. It was a problem that could only be solved by knowing Bleon’s heart, so I could not give an honest answer.

Anyway, just saying that his feelings for Astell were sincere…

If so, when did Bleon’s heart change? It was definitely not now. So, was it because of Astell’s sexual abuse while the drug intake was increased? It’s a possible hypothesis, but it didn’t seem all that plausible because even when Astell left for a while, Bleon continued to look for her.

Then there was only one answer.

The decisive event was the divorce. There was not a single lie in the content of the novel, as Philia had seen that day with her own eyes. And she must have inflicted an indelible wound on Bleon, because what happened around that time was so bad that his feelings for Astell had been broken.

‘What, then, did I get nervous for nothing?’

Until now, I thought that Bleon was broken because of the accumulation of abuse until now, but in the end, when I realized that the incident was the most important key, I burst into laughter.

In conclusion, it seems that Bleon’s feelings for Astell were love-turned-hate. He loved her at first. He is currently still in love. But in the end, on that day, his heart changed from love to hatred, and only hatred remained, and he killed Astell.

‘Then now anyway, Bleon likes Astell…’

Still, I didn’t like it. There was a problem with this one. Because Bleon liked Astell I possessed her body. And since Astell was no longer there and I had taken her body, his beloved Astell was gone.

To be honest, the person who liked another was my current husband. So it was true that I felt uncomfortable to be with him like this. However, regarding Bleon’s condition, the time was coming when I had to deal with him properly.

‘But really it is…’

Of course, Bleon was cute. He listened well and was kind, pretty, and handsome. But that was it. I tried not to see him as a man. The rest of my conscience and reason were fiercely resisting to see him that way.

Whenever I saw him, my heart fluttered and fell, and the unpleasant feeling I felt when I was with Philia was an emotion from Astell’s memory.

I am not Astell. I can’t see Bleon as a man. However, Bleon is increasingly demanding of me things that I cannot do. Then there was only one thing I had to do.

Divorce.

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