Most of the time, Idel spent lying in bed, and her body was rapidly recovering, thanks to the unusual and sincere care of the caregiver who never left her side.
“Now, open your mouth.”
“…I’ll eat it now. It’s not like my arm is injured.”
As Idel looked at Kairon, who was serving the meal directly to her mouth as usual, she blushed as if embarrassed. Despite being tired, her timid resistance, which repeated every time, drew a gentle smile on his lips.
“Stubbornness doesn’t help with recovery. You should know that by now.”
“Should I teach you more?” Kairon’s voice, murmuring as if contemplating whether to do so, made Idel involuntarily tremble.
She already knew. During this persistent caregiver’s care, she had personally learned how to reconcile her intentions.
Idel closed her eyes tightly, and Kairon asked with a spoon in his hand. He knew that if not a spoon, she would ask for something else.
“Eating well.”
Praising the obedient girl, Kairon gently stroked Idel’s cheek with one hand. The once purple bruises were now gone, and vitality returned to her transparent and white skin.
“Now that the meal is finished… it’s time to apply the medicine.”
Kairon, who had a medicine mixture in his hand, stared at Idel with a gaze that said, ‘Ready?’ Her eyes trembled reflexively at Kairon’s voice, which was whispering, making her body stiff.
She already knew. Since she had directly experienced how this persistent caregiver relieved her intentions.
Idel desperately prevented Kairon from taking action, appearing as if he might take action immediately.
“…Alright…”
Finally, the grip of her hand holding the blanket gradually weakened. Idel, with a resigned expression, uncovered the blanket covering her. Underneath was her attire, the Schumitz dress.
With trembling fingertips, Idel held the hem of the dress and laboriously lifted it. Starting from the slender ankle, the dress, like finely crafted pottery, smoothly revealed her well-shaped calf.
“Is this enough?”
Having lifted the dress up to the thigh just below the drawers, Idel could not bring herself to look towards Kairon. Turning her head sideways, she closed her eyes tightly as if unfamiliar with the act.
“Hurry… do it.”
Idel murmured with a shy voice, as if she wanted to avoid this moment. A faint blush spread across Kairon’s composed face in response to her strangely stimulating words. The patient endurance he had maintained until now seemed to crumble, and he applied more force to the hand holding the medicine mixture.
With a calm expression, he stared directly at Idel’s right thigh, now fully revealed. Red scars stood out on her skin, as white as snow. It was the place where Idel had stabbed herself with a knife to protect herself.
“It healed well.”
Perhaps because he had carefully examined it, the wound had healed so well that there was no need to apply ointment anymore. However, the gaze in his eyes, looking at the scar, momentarily darkened.
“Still, from now on, you must never leave scars like this.”
At the deeply sunk voice, Idel, who had been faintly closing her eyes, opened her eyes carefully. His gaze towards the scar on her thigh wasn’t good. Idel bit her lip, then asked cautiously.
“…Does it look very ugly? My scar…”
She, too, didn’t want to leave scars on her body, but it was an unavoidable choice to protect herself. She doesn’t regret the judgment made at that time, but still, seeing his negative reaction toward the scars, a painful ache filled a corner of her heart.
“Is this scar ugly…?”
He echoed her question. During the brief moment waiting for his answer, a suffocating tension enveloped her entire body.
“Not at all. Instead, it’s noble and sublime.”
Without hesitation, Kairon answered, lowering his head slowly. He aligned his lips with the scar on her wound, as if kissing a deity of worship.
“Ugh…”
A low moan escaped Idel’s lips. Although the pain had already disappeared as the wound healed, the area where his lips touched seemed to flare up as if the wound had reopened.
“This is evidence of your struggle, an honorable scar.”
Kairon, lifting his lips, raised his head to meet her eyes. Idel stared blankly at his sincere gaze.
“But you fought alone enough to leave such a scar.”
He gently stroked the area around the wound with his fingers.
“I vowed not to let you leave scars like this in the future. It was my promise to protect you completely.”
“Ah…”
The moment she heard his words, Idel’s eyes welled up with emotions, and her eyelashes turned red.
“You’ve already protected me enough. Thanks to you, I recovered so quickly.”
As Idel expressed her gratitude with moist eyes, a subtle smile also appeared on Kairon’s lips.
“Fortunately. But…”
Having momentarily blurred his words, he suddenly asked her with a meaningful voice.
“Is your body fully recovered now?”
“…!”
His fingers, which had been around the wound, gently and slowly traced the surface of her skin. The face of the realization of the hidden meaning in his question caused her cheeks to blush instantly.
Male lead is a Destined Young Husband (Female-dominant)
One-sentence summary: Wife-master, listen to my explanation!
Li Ruantang, a young lady from a prestigious family, stumbled and fell. When she woke up, she saw a noble and beautiful young man sitting by her bedside, wiping away tears.
The young master had slightly reddened eyes, and his every move exuded charm.
The sight made Li Ruantang’s eyes hot and her heart flutter. After all, she had made a bet with the young master Meng from the neighboring family. If she couldn’t marry a husband before the end of the year, she would have to admit defeat and give up the jade she had worked so hard to obtain.
Outside the window, the flowers were in full bloom.
Rather than losing the bet, the jade, and her face, Li Ruantang calculated that it would be better to seek marriage with the young master in front of her, killing three birds with one stone.
…
Meng Jun never thought that an accident during a spring outing would lead to them rolling down a cliff and into a river, yet still survive.
Now they were trapped in an unknown village, and Meng Jun had overheard that the family who had rescued them had their own intentions.
After all, it was Li Ruantang who had lost her mind and sought marriage first. He was only trying to protect himself!
Glancing at Li Ruantang, who was listing her own merits, the young husband’s voice softened, and he blushed as he lied, “W-wife-master, Wife-master, don’t you remember me?”
The young husband’s voice was clear and handsome, coaxing Li Ruantang’s heart to be soft and sweet, and she spared no effort to protect him.
It wasn’t until they returned to the capital that Li Ruantang suddenly remembered.
When they had fallen off the cliff, in order not to implicate Wei Yunruo, whom he secretly admired, the young husband had instead pulled her, who was slightly farther away, down the cliff with him…
Short summary by Yuushi L: Initially, the male lead (ML) liked another girl, while the female lead (FL) liked the ML. Both fell off a cliff. The FL temporarily lost her memory, and the ML, fearing others might take advantage of him, claimed FL was his wife while they were staying in a village. Later, when they returned home, the FL regained her memories and remembered that the ML liked someone else, so she kept her distance from him. However, during their time living together in the countryside, the ML’s view of the FL had completely changed. From this point, his pursuit of the FL begins.
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