I Got Engaged To The Blind Duke - Chapter 248

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I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke

Side Story 2 Episode 6

“If you say ‘probably,’ then you don’t know about His Grace’s condition these days either.”

Marine couldn’t bring herself to deny it, so she slowly nodded her head.

Since the baby was born, all her attention had been focused on the baby, so she hadn’t been able to pay attention to Gerald.

Marine looked at Roanna with a face full of worry.

“Mom. What if Gerald really has postpartum depression?”

“I’ve heard that sometimes there are husbands like that among those who love their wives very much, but it’s surprising that His Grace would be like that.”

“That’s right.”

The Duke who protects the Western Region having postpartum depression. She had to protect the Western Duke’s image.

“Be more affectionate and kind to His Grace. He’s a remarkable person, so he’ll overcome it soon.”

“Yes. I understand.”

* * *

Marine knocked on the door of Oliver’s office for the first time in a while.

“Please come in.”

When she opened the door and entered, Oliver stood up from his seat with a surprised expression.

“Madam, what brings you here?”

“Oliver, do you have time for a brief conversation?”

“Of course. Please sit here.”

Following his guidance, she sat on the sofa and could see where her desk used to be.

The desk had currently been moved to the Duchess’s Office. Everyone told her to get a new desk made, but she didn’t want to throw away the desk she had grown attached to.

Oliver quickly prepared and set out a teacup and dessert in front of her.

“Madam, please speak while you eat.”

The people at the Duke’s Castle had a condition where they wanted to feed her anything.

“I don’t need to gain any more weight now.”

“I’m just following His Grace’s orders.”

Oliver smiled his usual kind smile.

Marine smiled along as if she couldn’t stop him.

“I have something to ask. Has Gerald been depressed lately? Like not sleeping well?”

As soon as her words fell, Oliver’s expression became tearful and then turned pitiful.

“Madam, you’ve finally noticed!”

“Huh?”

Finally? What does that mean?

Marine tilted her head at Oliver’s words.

Meanwhile, Oliver took out a handkerchief and dabbed at his dry eyes while confessing what had been happening.

* * *

One month before the Duchess’s delivery.

The Duke was reading a book with a solemn expression.

Sharp energy rose from his body like heat waves, and Oliver stood quietly holding a report.

If he spoke carelessly at a time like this, he would only receive a harsh reprimand.

How much time had passed like that?

The Duke closed his book and looked toward the distant mountains with a rigidly hardened face.

Fortunately, the fierce energy had been contained.

Oliver quickly placed the report on the Duke’s desk and stepped back.

“Oliver.”

For some reason, the Duke’s expression as he looked at Oliver was serious.

“Yes.”

“Don’t have a baby.”

“Pardon?”

At the Duke’s unexpected words, Oliver’s pupils wavered.

After succeeding in his proposal, Oliver and Surenne were working hard to have a baby while waiting for the Emperor’s approval.

The Emperor’s approval was essential for noble marriages.

He had tried to give up his noble title to marry Surenne, but due to her strong opposition, Oliver had no choice but to maintain his noble status.

Anyway, Surenne loved babies so much that she was very eager to have them.

Previously she had said five children would be nice, but lately she was saying ten would be good.

Because of this, he was currently eating all kinds of food said to be good for stamina.

“One in ten thousand pregnant women dies from childbirth…”

“Gasp! I didn’t know childbirth was such a dangerous thing.”

Oliver looked at the Duke with a shocked expression.

You could die from childbirth? If one in ten thousand died, that meant 0.01 percent died from childbirth.

It seemed he would need to have a serious conversation with Surenne.

Of course, he also wanted to meet a baby that resembled Surenne, but he couldn’t gamble with her life.

As he made such a resolution inwardly and looked at the expressionless Duke, all color drained from Oliver’s face.

This was terrible. He could at least take preventive measures, but there was already a baby in Madam’s belly. And she was due to give birth soon.

“Are you alright?”

“Alright? Do I look alright to you? Pregnancy was a matter of risking one’s life. I committed such a dangerous act.”

The Duke looked at him with eyes full of self-loathing.

Oliver felt lost, not knowing how to comfort him.

At times like this, asking the Duchess for help would be best, but what could he say to her? That His Grace the Duke was angry about Madam’s pregnancy?

Oliver’s gaze dropped to the Duke’s hands. His hands were trembling slightly. It was the first time he had seen the Duke’s hands shake.

“If Marine dies, I will follow and die too.”

“Ah…”

Oliver trailed off with a troubled expression. He felt hopeless about what to say here.

“Peridot must inherit the count title, so quickly tell the Emperor to change the law so women can also become Family Heads.”

“Your Majesty is very busy, so it will probably take time-”

“If you can’t fix it right away, tell anyone to do it. I’m going to follow Marine no matter what.”

The Duke stopped Oliver’s words with a sharp, fierce gaze.

“…Yes.”

Oliver swallowed his tears inwardly. Please let the Duchess have a safe delivery.

He had always hoped for it, but now that was his only wish.

“I’m going to Marine. Handle the work from now on. I won’t leave Marine’s side.”

The Duke kicked back his chair and left.

Oliver picked up the documents he had just placed on the desk with a dejected look.

* * *

One week after the Duchess’s delivery date.

Oliver entered the Duke’s office carrying an armful of documents that the Duke had ignored for a month.

As he placed the most urgent documents first on the Duke’s desk in order, the Duke was glaring at a feather split in half.

“Your Grace, you need to sign these now. First, this one…”

Oliver pushed forward the document that needed approval first, but the Duke looked up with a serious expression.

“Oliver. Do you know how much a feather weighs?”

“I don’t know.”

“Would this feather be lighter than a baby?”

Oliver wanted to say ‘Isn’t that obvious?’ but quietly kept his mouth shut.

The Duke became a completely different person when it came to the Duchess, and now he was becoming a different person regarding the baby as well.

“…Shall I find out?”

“No. I think the baby seems lighter.”

“You could… think that way.”

Oliver squeezed his eyes shut and turned away from the truth. When your superior tells you to agree, you agree.

“I practiced holding this feather all day today. But every time I think of the baby, my heart swells, and I keep ruining the feather.”

Oliver looked at the Duke with an incredulous expression.

The Duke was a Sword Master. Saying he couldn’t control his strength was as nonsensical as saying sugar tastes salty.

Wasn’t he someone who could control not just feathers, but even the weight of the surrounding air with that terrifying aura if he put his mind to it?

“How about practicing without thinking of the baby?”

The Duke looked at him as if asking what kind of nonsense he was talking.

“It’s practice for the baby, so how can I not think of the baby?”

“I misspoke.”

“Oliver, you’ve become stupid.”

“I’m sorry.”

Oliver resolved once again in his heart. When it comes to the Duchess and the baby, just keep your mouth shut.

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