The Villainess Wants to Make Her Husband Slim Down

CHAPTER 12

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Later that night, an old woman groaned softly as she narrowly opened her eyes.

As she looked around to check where she was, she blinked. It wasn't just the firm bed she lay on that felt familiar, but the ceiling she looked up at as well. Then, she felt the warmth and heard the crackle of a nearby fireplace.

She realized straight away that she was in her own room.

The last thing that old woman remembered, she should have been out in the town. She was with one of the older boys in the house to buy food, since the lord would be coming around that night.

It was on the way back that it happened. After finishing their shopping, she had felt a sudden bout of nausea and couldn't move.

That boy had tried to make the old woman as comfortable as possible in a back alley as he ran to get help, him calling out to people passing by was the last thing she remembered.

She had no idea what happened after that.

How on earth did she get back here?

As her eyes moved around the room, she could see the figures of those familiar children illuminated by the flickering lights of the fire... As well as a young lady she had never seen before. They were all looking at the old woman with worry.

But, as soon as they realized that she had woken up, they all looked relieved.

The room where everyone had been anxiously holding their breath suddenly erupted into noise.

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"I told you that everything would be fine! You really did not trust me at all, did you!?"

"But that's because you didn't even know which medicine to use and then you made her a weird drink! Also, you made me carry her the most!"

"You should be thanking me for even helping at all! When you were just crying all by yourself, how were you ever going to bring her back!?"

"I wasn't crying!!"

In that old and tiny room, Camilla and the young boy were arguing back and forth again.

But, even though the room was so small, it was crammed full of children who were watching over the old woman as she woke up. There must have been at least ten of them. Out of relief for the old woman, some of them were crying happily. But, the shouting match between those two was overpowering those sounds completely.

"In the first place, why would I simply be carrying the right medicines on hand!? We hardly had the time to go and buy more medicine either!?"

"...That's right...!"

The boy opened his eyes wide in shock. He hadn't noticed until now.

"You know, you seem like a bad guy, but you're surprisingly smart..."

"Are you trying to make a fool out of me!?"

Camilla's shoulders stiffened unintentionally. When she was about to continue fighting with the boy, she suddenly heard a hoarse voice beside her that interjected.

"Excuse me... Who are you...? Did you bring me here?"

As the old woman raised herself up in her bed, she stared at Camilla and the young boy with confusion. She still seemed weak, her face was pale.

"Ah, granny, this person didn't help at all!"

Before Camilla could answer, the boy leaned forward onto the bed and said that.