Saved Him, Now I'm Obsessed (10 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 11
“Dash? Oh, you mean the dog kept at the shop in front of the apothecary?”
“Yes! It’s so tiny, warm, and fluffy—you have no idea how adorable it is!”
Dash was the puppy Grandfather Geppetto raised. He had a lush coat that evoked the warmth of a golden wheat field. His eyes were a clear, transparent blue—quite similar to Ian’s.
“But he’s still just a puppy. Sure, he’s small and cute now because he was born only recently, but wait a few months. He’ll grow big and his teeth will turn fierce—how could that still be cute?”
“That pup isn’t just an ordinary puppy—he’s special. I’m not joking. He’s incredibly smart. Every time I call ‘Dash!’, he comes running with his tail wagging happily. He even understands human speech—if I ask him to open his mouth for a teeth check, he opens wide with an ‘Ah!’ Honestly, he’s more like a human than a dog…”
As I spoke about Dash, an odd feeling suddenly struck me, and I stopped talking.
Perhaps it was because I’d abruptly fallen silent, or maybe Ian sensed the shift in my expression—he glanced at me cautiously and asked, “Why…?”
“How does Your Royal Highness even know Dash?”
At my question, his expression froze briefly, clearly flustered.
“Jane told me before—you started raising a puppy in front of the apothecary shop, and his name is Dash.”
“Me? I never said that. Besides, how do you even know Dash was born so recently?”
I narrowed my eyes, staring at him suspiciously. He averted his gaze and offered an excuse.
“Well… You know how fast rumors spread in that neighborhood.”
“Rumors vary in importance. Why would something as trivial as a puppy being born in a small town reach the ears of the Crown Prince?”
I crossed my arms, pressing him. Go ahead—try making up another excuse.
“All rumors eventually find their way to the capital.”
He was clearly determined to keep dodging.
“Do members of the imperial family wear thick golden plates on their faces at birth? How can you lie so shamelessly?”
“Was it that obvious?”
“Did you even truly intend to hide it from me?”
Faced with my persistent questioning, he simply shrugged.
“Yes. Because I knew you’d get angry like this if you found out.”
“Do you really think I’m so untrustworthy that you’d go as far as placing spies around me to keep watch? Don’t you trust me at all?”
“It’s not about distrust—it’s about protection. Your life is as precious to me as my own. Protecting you is no different from protecting myself.”
He pleaded with a desperate expression. Looking at that face, I almost felt guilty—as if I were the one in the wrong.
Still, it made me uncomfortable knowing someone was watching over me…
“No, but what danger could possibly exist in such a small town?”
“Of course there’s danger. The world is full of wicked people. Remember that intruder who broke into the apothecary at night?”
Indeed, that had happened. I sometimes slept in the small room behind the apothecary, and because I was a heavy sleeper, I hadn’t even noticed the thief.
Apparently unable to find anything valuable, he had rummaged through the place and stolen some tools used for making perfumes along with a few medicinal herbs.
For about a week afterward, I’d been too afraid to sleep properly at night. But now, a full month later, I’d completely forgotten it ever happened.
“So, was that thief ever caught?”
“Of course. He won’t be coming back here again.”
His words sounded as if they omitted the phrase ‘because he’s dead’—but that was probably just my overthinking.
“You don’t mean he’s in a situation where he couldn’t possibly come to the capital even if he wanted to? Stealing is wrong, sure, but still…”
Ian simply answered my words with a smile. His refusal to specify the punishment only made me more uneasy.
Yet, strangely, that discomfort seemed to vanish like a mirage as I watched his smile.
I nearly found myself smiling back at him. After all, it’s said you can’t spit in the face of someone who’s smiling—and especially when it’s a handsome face smiling…
I wasn’t particularly weak for good-looking faces, either.
‘Honestly, it’s my own fault for spoiling him. Because I kept letting things slide whenever he smiled, now he tries to solve everything with a smile.’
As I pondered just how formidable his smile truly was, he looked at me, utterly bewildered, and asked,
“Why on earth are you asking about that now, of all times?”
“I’d forgotten.”
He shook his head slowly and said,
“See? Jane is completely careless about her own safety. That’s exactly why I have to look out for you.”
So, he meant to keep watching over me in the future? Whether it was called protection or surveillance, it was equally bothersome.
I’d never actually met the people Ian sent, nor had I ever felt like I was being watched—but just knowing there were eyes on me still bothered me. Even if their intention truly was protection.
“I told you, I’m fine. It only makes things unnecessarily awkward.”
At my words, Ian let out a deep sigh.
“It’s because I worry. Honestly, I’d prefer to stay right beside you and protect you myself. It’d be even better if you’d just move into the palace… But you’d refuse if I asked, wouldn’t you?”
“Of course I would.”
I gently tilted his chin up to carefully examine his eyes and complexion, then continued,
“You worry too much about pointless things—that’s why your sleep quality is so poor. You haven’t been getting proper rest lately, have you?”
Ian looked at me with amazement.
“How did you know? I’ve indeed been restless these past few nights. It just proves that you’re the only one I can truly trust with my health. You’re incomparable to those so-called healers who boast about their pitiful skills.”
“Your sclera is bloodshot, for starters. And you mentioned having nightmares. You don’t need special skills to notice things like that. Also, stop giving me such overly sweet compliments—they’re even more uncomfortable coming from Your Royal Highness than being called a greedy apothecary.”
He let out an incredulous laugh at my words.
“A greedy apothecary? Who on earth calls you that?”
“Quite a few people—mainly healers unhappy with how I work, and some nobles who had to pay for my prescriptions. They probably thought my prices were too high.”
Ian’s expression turned sour. He looked utterly baffled.
“Too expensive? Even if they can’t afford the treatment fee, how can they complain about just the medicine cost? No healer could possibly treat you better than you treat yourself! Don’t even bother helping those ungrateful fools. How dare they speak that way to someone who’s saved their lives?”
Saved their lives—just for dispensing medicine? I’d thought he was joking, but Ian’s face was deadly serious, clearly angered that I wasn’t receiving proper recognition.
His praise made the corners of my mouth lift slightly—but at the same time, my conscience pricked me sharply. Did Ian even realize he was my biggest sucker among all my customers?
“It’s true—I do overcharge the nobles. I prescribe the priciest remedies that offer the same effect, and that includes you, Your Royal Highness. After all, I use only the most expensive medicinal ingredients for your prescriptions.”
It was true that his condition required rare and costly herbs, but I’d also been using his frequent visits as an excuse to charge extremely high consultation fees.
If I had to justify it, there was no other way. My apothecary incurred losses more often than profits—mostly because so many patients came who desperately needed medicine but couldn’t afford to pay.
Thus, I had to cover those losses with the fees from occasional noble clients—and from Ian himself. But I couldn’t possibly turn away patients just because they couldn’t pay, so what choice did I have?
“Jane, your medicine is absolutely worth every coin.”
Though guilty for revealing he was my biggest mark, he brushed it off lightly.
“No matter how sweetly you praise me, it won’t get you anything. Anyway, I’m worried about side effects from that eye-color-changing medicine—it requires such long-term use.”
Without the medicine, Ian would suffer from high fevers and his eyes would turn red. To conceal this, he was forcibly taking medication that altered his eye color.
I’d also prescribed fever reducers and headache remedies, but his main reason for taking the medicine was to prevent his changing eye color from becoming known.
The Emperor had silver hair and green eyes, while the Empress possessed brown hair and blue eyes. The second prince, Daniel, inherited his mother’s exact hair and eye color.
Ian himself had silver hair and blue eyes—but ever since falling ill, his eyes turned red whenever he stopped taking the medicine.
He kept his reddened eyes an absolute secret. Though he never said it outright, I could guess why he clung so stubbornly to his blue-eyed appearance.
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
***
Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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