Melting The Cold Female Duke

CHAPTER 30

"Goodness! Who would think I'd blush, it was embarrassing. Luckily, she believed it was fever."

Dandelion sighed. He left quickly because he could not look the girl in the eye. Blushing at the one who raped you? It's the most foolish thing one could do.

"I cannot kick her, because of her condition, but, how can I live with her?"

No matter what happened in the past, he cannot bear to be as heartless as her. As long as she does not recover, he has no choice, but to do the obligation to take care of her.

"I'm sure I can keep up in caring her." He spoke to himself. Dandelion was worried, really worried, if he could tolerate her.

-Well, I can't make her my servant. All she can do was to sleep on a bed being served by me, because of her condition. Great!-

He stood at the entrance, head filled with thoughts. The man was silent for a second and tried to recall all the scenes earlier. As if he remembers something unpleasant, expression his was distorted.

-She spoke something earlier. What is it?-

"Wife…" He uttered in disbelief.

-She thought she was my wife? Seriously? She even apologized…-

Dandelion was thinking if he should clear what she misunderstands or not.

-Should I pretend or deny? Wait… don't tell me! She had an amnesia!-

He concluded. After all, she does not remember her name nor what happened to them in the past, so he guaranteed himself that it will be alright.

-I should pretend, this way I can execute my plan cleanly at that girl. Come to think of it, I still don't know her name and neither she knows, so, what should I call her then?-

Dandelion bows his head down, and tries to come up with a good name.

-Nana? It's no good, if I name her Nana, she might frown as it was childlike. What about, Vivian? This name sounds like a name of a noblewoman, so no. Then, Rhian? Not bad, but, too beautiful. Okay then, I'll call her Kira, that's it.-

The man's lips were pulled upward. He seems happy about the name he had come up.

Because it was settled, the man or Dandelion, moved towards the cabinet, while muttering. "She must be hungry."

He opens it and finds a bread, cheese, milk, leafy vegetables and some seasonings stored inside. Still smiling, he gathers the ingredients, put it on the table, and starts making breakfast.

…..

"Still asleep?" Dandelion asked the girl laying on the bed with her eyes closed.

Receiving no answer, he puts the milk and the bread with cheese on a table just near the girl's headboard. Then, grabs the chair for him to sit on and watches the girl sleeping peacefully.

Somehow, he feels comfortable with the girl. He lived alone, he didn't have a single animal to accompany him, and so that's why sometimes he wished to live with someone.

Now, his wish was granted. The loneliness deep within was gradually starting to be replaced with something else. The feeling can't be express by words.

He curves his body forward, leans toward the girl's motionless hand, and closes his eyes. Relief washes over him, the pent-up emotion he was suffering from the past was drifting slowly away from him.

"I will have my revenge after your recovery." He said, while burying his face in his crossed hands, and just like that he fell asleep.

Only their breathing can be heard, along with the soothing melody of the wind coming from the open window.

...…

At noon.

The girl who once peacefully asleep was now looking at the man beside her. She was confused to see him asleep. His action made her assume that he doesn't hate her that much, and so she plans to be a faithful, kind and loving wife for him.

Base on the girl's expression, she looks like she was sorry for the things she had done in the past, yet not knowing about what was her fault back then. She just made up her mind to change, not doubting the man to be her husband.

For her, his actions for treating her injuries and what he has shown today was enough for her to believe him, the things he tried hard to explain, but she got the wrong idea instead.

Looking at his ethereal face, she feels repentant. She didn't want to feel the emotions building up inside her, she shifted her gaze to his hair.

The urge to dig her fingers to that smooth snow-white hair threads was so fervent, that she can't hold it and really did what her body and mind told her.

When she touches the man's hair, it was so soft like rabbit's fur. Soon she began to be addicted to touching the snow-white hair.

"Uh…" she groaned.

Her face was distorted, it seems that this kind of activity was familiar to her. She must have done this to someone before, someone she was close. But who was it?

"You are hurting my head."

The girl moves her view to the man's face, his sky blue eyes attract her attention. Shocked by him, she can't utter any word, she only clutches his hair tightly and continue gazing his sky blue eyes.

"Stop clutching my hair… will you?"

The man's tone was evidently annoyed. Hearing him, the girl let go abruptly, then claps her hands together. She was worried at his next word.

"What are you doing to my hair, by the way?" The man asked, who was now trying to straighten his posture.

He was also shocked when he found out she was touching his head and a little scared because who know what a girl with no memories from her past would do to him when he lowers his guard.

While he was thinking for a reason why she touched his hair, the girl was utterly nervous and was sweating.

-Should I say, I like his hair and decided to touch it?-

Scared and nervous, she whispers quietly, but enough for the man to hear it.

"I like your hair. It was so white and was smooth-looking, so I…"

He blinks twice at her words and blushes slightly. The thought of her trying to kill him fades like smoke.

"Really?"

"Yes, it was nice to touch."

"Ohh…"

"Um…can you tell me your name? Um… sorry I forgot it, I'm sorry for being such a heartless and terrible wife to you. But!"

The pauses then continues. She wanted the man to grasp what kind of situation she was struggling right now.

"I have forgotten your name, but you should understand that I don't even know my name too."

The man was speechless. Earlier he decided to just pretend to be her husband, then if she recovers, he will dump all the chores to her.

Then, if that happens, he will only sit on a chair sipping tea, while he will make the girl wash many clothes as possible.

He will ask her to stay home alone, while he was away squatting money which in the future would be earned by her by planting vegetables at the backyard. His plan was to let her experience the difficulty of being poor.

He grins at his plan. The girl, watching him, was baffled at his change of mood, and took it as her opportunity to ask him.

"So, who am I, who are you?"

(Hi guys! Hahaha, like the twists? Expect more! You know what, I can't help laughing when writing this. Hope you like this chapter. If you caught some misspelled words, grammar errors, something that confused you, etc. Feel free to comment below. Have fun reading. Wink.)

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08/10/2022 7:31 pms