Chapter Nineteen: The Fantasia Of Love And Jealousy (3)

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"Huuu..."

Chloe could no longer hold back her tears and pulled Abel into her arms again.

"Mother... I miss Father..."

Tears fell from Chloe's eyes.

"...Yes, me too."

'I miss him too.'

***

At dawn, the morning sun rose and bathed the whole world in light. There was someone staring at the Blanchett family, after they got tired from crying all night and fell asleep. He was supposed to arrive in the afternoon, but the head of the Blanchett family ran all night after receiving the report.

"Phew..."

He lost control and there were scratches all over his body, but that wasn't important. He didn't care about his own wounds, and instead was busy checking every part of his wife's body. Thankfully, he didn't spot any.

'They don't seem to be hurt anywhere.'

Gerard was relieved to see the face of the mother and child sleeping peacefully. He sat on the floor beside the bed and stared at his family, whom he'd missed so much.

He watched his sleeping son with swollen eyes. He thought his son had grown up a lot, but he was still a baby. His little heart must have been very taken aback. Gerard muttered a prayer while patting his son's shoulder.

'Please let him stay strong until the moment I can't be with them. Please comfort his shocked heart.'

After praying, Gerard's eyes landed on the face of his wife, holding their son tightly. Her eyes were also swollen and red from crying. He gritted his teeth at the burning feeling inside. He should've been there! He should've protected her! She must have been so shocked.

He carefully brushed his wife's hair out of her face. He uttered a prayer while kissing her soft brown hair. At first glance, she appeared angelic.

'I wish to be there when you're in danger. Please allow me to stand by your side at all times.'

The prayer was completely different from the one he muttered for his son.

It was at the very moment Gerard opened his eyes after praying. Chloe blinked several times, and blue eyes resembling the light of dawn stared at Gerard.

"Hm?"

Her unfocused eyes, having just woken up, gradually captured the face before her eyes. It was Gerard Blanchett. The one she called so desperately. The one she missed so much.

"...."

Gerard froze in place just in case he woke his wife up. He even held his breath.

"...Huuu."

Chloe began to shed tears. When she saw her husband's face, tears that she held back in front of Abel finally came out.

"My Lady."

Gerard called his wife in surprise.

"Hmf! I miss you... It's scary..."

Chloe was staring at her husband and crying because she missed him. The sight was so devastating for Gerard that he couldn't do anything. He couldn't even approach his wife and stiffened in place.

"Gerard..."

It was none other than Chloe's call that snapped Gerard back to reality. It was the first time his wife had called his name.

"I'm here, my Lady."

Gerard said in a tender voice while staring into his wife's blue eyes.

Gerard's heart ached seeing her trembling fingertips and pulled her into a hug without wasting time.

He had never seen her like this before!

However, in actuality, he was glad to see his wife like that. No, frankly, it was a good thing. It allowed them to hug each other like this.

"Haah."

It was his wife's scent. Gerard sighed in satisfaction. He hugged his wife to comfort her, but somehow he felt more comforted.

"My Lady, it's alright now."

"..."

Gerard patted Chloe on her back as she sobbed without saying anything.

"How surprised must you have been? I'm here now..."

"..."

"It's alright, my Lady."

"I hate you so much..."

"What?"

However, the words that reached Gerard's ears were completely different from his expectations. He couldn't help but to stop patting his wife's back.

It was when Gerard lifted his head from Chloe's shoulder and stared at her face.

"Nonetheless..."

'I love you.'

Chloe hid the important remark in her heart and closed her blue eyes again.

Gerard finally realized that his wife was in a strange state. Upon closer inspection, he heard her breathing raggedly.

He brought his hand to her forehead. Hot. Her face was strangely flushed, not from crying, but because she was sick.

Gerard carefully laid his wife on the bed again. Then, he immediately left the room and gave a command to a Blanchett knight escort.

"Bring a doctor, now! The Marchioness is sick."

***

The diagnosis showed that Chloe was suffering from a cold. She was extremely exhausted even before the day of the circus. Perhaps that's why when she was greatly shocked, it led her body to become sick.

However, Leila was the only one in the castle who knew the exact cause of Chloe's situation.

"I will prescribe medicine, and if the Marchioness takes it regularly, she will be better in a day or two."

The Anata family's doctor, who was summoned by the Blanchett Knights at dawn, said. The doctor had just woken up and his appearance was all over the place.

However, Gerard was so concerned about his wife that none of those trivial things caught his attention.

"She has a terrible fever, when will it go down?"

"I already gave the Marchioness a fever reducer when I examined her. The fever will probably subside within an hour."

Gerard was relieved by the doctor's replies. After that, he began to ask about Abel.

"Then, is the child okay? He was beside the Marchioness all night. I hope he doesn't catch the fever as well."

"Yes, well, a cold is not an infectious disease, so he will be alright. The young master is just quite shocked by the accident, so he has to be comforted well."

"I understand. Thank you for coming so early."

Gerard finally expressed his gratitude to the doctor who was still dressed in sleepwear after confirming that they both were fine.

"It's for the best. Then, I would like to take my leave."

The attending doctor withdrew without revealing his true feelings at all, typical of an Anata citizen. Gerard saw him off and went back to where his family was lying down.

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