The Villain's Sickly Wife Dislikes Being Overprotected - Chapter 2.18
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After drinking the antidote, I returned to the banquet hall. I looked around trying to find Lady Stober, but couldn’t spot her anywhere.
The anger that had flared up like a fever had subsided in the meantime.
Did she realize I caught on and already run away?
No matter how much I looked, there wasn’t a trace of Lady Stober. She wasn’t even in the center of the hall where most people were gathered.
As I was checking faces one by one, surrounded by many people, suddenly a cough erupted.
“Cough…!”
And then a few more in succession.
“Cough, cough!”
It was not a good sign. This felt exactly like the start of a coughing fit.
I stopped walking and covered my mouth.
“Cough, cough…!”
Why suddenly, even after taking the medicine…?
Then I suddenly remembered the antidote I had taken. Could it be that the antidote not only neutralized the drug in the champagne but also nullified the effects of my cough and blood-coughing medicine?
This is bad.
While it might be better than a violent incident, a blood-coughing episode was still troublesome for me.
“Cough!”
Once started, the coughing wouldn’t stop.
The attendant who came with me to the banquet should have brought my sedative too. But the banquet hall was extremely large, and it seemed I would cough up blood before I could find the attendant.
People who noticed my strange condition started to approach me. It was already too late.
“Duchess? What’s wrong?”
“Cough! Don’t worry about me… Cough! Please enjoy the banquet, cough!”
My words telling them not to worry seemed to fall on deaf ears. To make matters worse, as soon as one or two people started showing concern, the crowd swelled instantly.
“Oh my! The Duchess seems to be ill!”
“Are you alright?”
But I couldn’t answer. Because I had started coughing up blood.
“Oh no! Blood… blood! It’s blood!”
“Kyaa!”
Some people screamed.
After that, it only got worse. My blood-coughing wouldn’t stop as if I were about to die, and everyone was watching in shock.
Even though I wanted to escape from this crowd belatedly, my condition was so bad that I couldn’t move.
In the meantime, that servant even ran away. What a despicable fellow.
That’s when it happened.
“Your Grace!”
“His Grace the Duke has arrived!”
Kyron had appeared.
Strangely, I felt a bit relieved upon hearing that.
Even though Kyron couldn’t directly help with my illness, and I hadn’t been waiting for him, his appearance was as welcome as a savior, just for today.
From my view, sitting on the floor coughing, I could see the crowd parting. Then, a man’s two feet walking through the crowd.
The man slowly bent down to meet my eye level.
Kyron, with a coldly set expression, said nothing.
He seemed to wrap his arm around my waist to embrace me, then he lifted me.
The last time I saw him, his expression wasn’t this grim. Now, he looked angry enough to kill someone.
Does he think the Duchess has finally tarnished the duchy’s honor with blood?
Kyron started walking steadily while carrying me.
“Move.”
That was the only word he uttered. At his harsh tone, the onlookers parted again to make way.
Throughout leaving the hall, Kyron didn’t say a word. It was quiet except for my uncontrollable coughing.
Only when the attendant came running did Kyron open his mouth.
“My wife needs a room to rest.”
“I’ll find one right away.”
“Hurry, don’t dawdle.”
The attendant ran off to find a room.
The attendant quickly found a room and returned to guide us.
Kyron carefully sat me down on the large sofa in the middle of the room.
The attendant brought a sedative, and after taking it, my coughing slowly began to subside.
Until my coughing completely stopped, Kyron remained silent. He just stared at me intently like an angry person.
Only after my condition improved did he finally speak. His voice was ominous, without inflection.
“What happened while I was away.”
His cold eyes, as if interrogating, fell on me.
Is he displeased that his wife is the protagonist who ruined the banquet?
It would be long to explain everything that happened.
“It was Lady Lucy Stober.”
“…Stober? The daughter of that Marquis family?”
“Yes. You should know. That family wanted to push for a marriage between you and that lady.”
You should remember well since the Marquis used to send letters every day and even tried to arrange meetings with Lucy Stober.
But Kyron frowned as if his memory was hazy, thinking for a moment.
A little later, an incredulous sound came from his mouth.
“Ah, that woman. I vaguely remember her face.”
Did this man truly have no interest in anything but work? How could he not even remember Lady Stober’s face?
“Bring her in.”
He gave a brief order to his subordinate.
“Yes!”
“But didn’t you take medicine before coming?”
The interrogation directed at me wasn’t over yet.
“I did.”
“Is that doctor incompetent? Since the medicine had no effect.”
“It’s not that it had no effect.”
This wasn’t caused by the doctor’s mistake, but because of Lady Stober.
“It’s not that the medicine was ineffective, but I unintentionally took an antidote because of Lady Stober, and it seems that the antidote nullified the effect of the medicine.”
“Antidote?”
In the end, it was a long story, but I ended up telling him everything from start to finish.
From the waiting room where Lady Stober first approached me, how she offered me champagne and I eventually drank it, to how I secretly followed her and discovered the true nature of the champagne.
“I have evidence too. Thanks to the notebook you gave me.”
I took out the magical notebook. Kyron, reading the opened notebook, was as stiff as a block of iron.
“I tried to find Lady Stober but couldn’t. She might have already run away. Ah, the servant who conspired with her also ran away, but he did give me the antidote, so that should be taken into consideration.”
After hearing everything I said, Kyron nodded heavily.
“Bring in the servant who cooperated as well.”
He ordered his subordinates.
The subordinates who received the order disappeared in unison.
As the busy footsteps gradually faded away, only silence remained in the room.
Being alone with my husband was still awkward. Unbelievably so for a couple married for a year.
“Aren’t you going?”
Unable to bear the discomfort, I finally asked if he wasn’t leaving.
“I’m not going.”
His reply was as if I had asked something obvious.
“Why?”
“Because you’re sick.”
Such a simple answer couldn’t sound more abnormal.
The Kyron I know isn’t this kind of person.
From making a fuss over a slightly twisted ankle to now.
I couldn’t help but have reasonable doubts.
‘…Has something happened to his head?’
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i feel so bad for ekette 🥲 but at least there’s husband kyron to the rescue!! 🥹 (now its crucial for that lady stober to run where kyron cant reach her omg)