As Idel noticed him and tried to get up from the bed, Caeron motioned for her to stay put.
A maid following him placed a tray with tea and breakfast on the bedside table.
After the maid courteously greeted them, she left the room, and Caeron took a seat next to Idel’s bed.
He poured tea from the pot on the table and handed it to her. The fragrant scent of the tea brushed against her nostrils.
“Drink.”
It was the morning tea that a groom serves to his bride after their first night.
The emotions welling up within her made her grip on the teacup’s handle tighten.
Waking up alone had hurt her heart more than her aching body.
A warmth, like the temperature of the tea he handed her, began to spread in her heart.
“How do you feel?”
The beast, who had indulged his desires to the fullest, now had a more generous expression.
His gaze, filled with content ownership, looked at her.
In truth, had she not passed out, he wouldn’t have let her go until morning…
The image of her crying and becoming disheveled came to mind.
Caeron momentarily clenched his hand, then relaxed, controlling the lingering desire within him.
Three years was just the beginning. It was ample time to indulge in her.
“Stay in today and rest.”
Even though she said she was fine, her pale face, perhaps due to the previous night’s ordeal, concerned him.
“I need to finish up some tasks before we leave tomorrow…”
They were planning to leave for their honeymoon the next day.
She intended to wrap up her ongoing tasks since they would be away for about a week.
“Gregory will handle it.”
At her words filled with concern, Caeron responded with a slight tease.
Gregory, who seemed eager for the duke and duchess to embark on their honeymoon, was entrusted with the remaining tasks.
“Rest well. You’ll need to be fully rested to efficiently perform the duties of a duchess.”
cough cough!
At his words, which seemed to have a hidden intent, Idel choked.
She covered her mouth, her eyes widening in shock. The duke looked at her, a sly smile on his lips.
[This is the time separator]Since last night, Marlyn had been anxiously waiting, thinking of the duke and the duchess’s first night.
The last time she saw Idel, while helping her get ready, she looked composed, but Marlyn was worried about how she would handle the night.
After all, wasn’t the duke known for his overwhelming physical prowess, excelling in horse riding, shooting, and all sports?
The Duke was not only intelligent but also physically fit, meaning he excelled in most physical endeavors.
Even though Marlin had not personally verified this…
“It must have been quite the first night after waiting for so long…”
It must have been quite the spectacle.
She spent a long and restless night, worried about how the delicate Duchess would fare against such a Duke.
In the early dawn, before the sun had risen, a bell finally rang from the Duchess’s room, signaling the servants.
Instead of the maids, it was Marlin who headed directly to the Duchess’s room.
Upon entering with a polite knock, she found the Duke, clad in a robe, sitting on the edge of the bed.
The hot air filling the room hinted at how passionate the night had been.
Marlin sneaked a glance toward the inner side of the bed, but the curtains concealed the Duchess, making it hard to see her.
The competent head maid concealed her emotions and calmly responded to the Duke’s summons.
“You called?”
“Ensure the Duchess can sleep comfortably.”
“Yes, understood.”
“And while I take a bath, prepare and bring some tea.”
Having finished his instructions, Caeron slowly rose and headed through the connected door to his own room.
Once the Duke left, Marlin approached the Duchess’s bed.
Torn pieces of fabric lay around the bed. Upon closer inspection, it was the negligee gifted ambitiously by Madame Pomme Venu.
Looking at the negligee that had lost its shape completely, a vague expression appeared on Marlin’s face, wondering whether she should be pleased that it served its intended purpose.
When she pulled back the curtain, she saw the Duchess asleep, covered only with a blanket. The traces left by the Duke on her exposed neck and shoulders told of a long and passionate night.
Carefully lifting the blanket, a deep sigh escaped Marlin’s lips.
She had anticipated it, but the evidence of the intense night still distressed her, surpassing her expectations.
It hinted at the Duke’s intense desire for her.
She tidied up the bed sheets and changed the Duchess’s clothes, worn out from the night.
Marlin sighed softly, looking sympathetically at the wornout Duchess.
“Still, it’s a relief…”
The Duke, who was cold to others, had poured out his affection passionately for his wife from the very first night and did not forget the sweet gesture of preparing early morning tea.
Thinking that she should also arrange for some nutritious tonic along with the early morning tea, Marlin’s mind became busy as she left the Duchess’s room.
This led her to ponder the locations of the rooms of the Duke’s son and daughter among the numerous rooms in the Duke’s house.
Though Marlin had dark circles under her eyes from the sleepless night, her eyes sparkled with vitality.
My Step-brother Is Obsessed With Me (Female-dominant)
A gentle female protagonist vs pitiful in the early stage, and a sick male protagonist in the later stage
Cheng Songer transmigrated into the body of a vicious cannon fodder female supporting character with the same name as her in a female-dominant novel.
In the original story, the cannon fodder female supporting character was inhumane, committing domestic violence, gambling excessively, being lustful, and even wanting to sell her stepbrother to a brothel for money.
As luck would have it, she just happened to transmigrate at this time.
Seeing Cheng Qingzhi biting his lip, enduring the tears in his eyes, looking pitiful, her heart softened.
She stuffed the money back into the Madam’s hand and reached out to him.
“Brother, come home with me.”
