I Got Engaged To The Blind Duke - Chapter 9

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I Got Engaged to a Blind Duke Episode 9

“Temporary. Don’t be like Oliver.”

“You’re bleeding. You need to see a doctor right away.”

Seeing the blood made her heart ache and race. Marine deliberately looked away from the bloodstains.

The faint smell of blood floating in the air was the Duke’s blood. Just how much blood had he lost?

“Was bleeding. Past tense. Not now. Don’t you know past tense?”

The Duke’s lips curved up crookedly.

“Yes, I understand. You were bleeding. But not now. Right? Still, you need to get treatment. Because you were, ble-e-ding.”

Marine gritted her teeth and suppressed her rising anger.

“It’s fine. I heal quickly.”

His indifferent attitude was completely incomprehensible to her.

“No matter how quickly you heal, you still need treatment. We need to find out why your ears suddenly bled like that.”

“It wasn’t sudden.”

The Duke, his eyes covered with a black string, turned his head toward her as if making eye contact.

“What?”

“I stabbed my ears.”

“…Who did?”

Marine’s light green eyes trembled violently. No way.

The Duke tilted his head slightly toward her. Then, as if observing her reaction, he spoke slowly.

“…I did.”

Wow, shit. He really is crazy.

“Now it’s finally quiet.”

Satisfaction was evident in the Duke’s low voice.

Marine could no longer say anything and pressed her lips tightly together.

As she fell silent, the Duke’s face turned forward again.

It was still a dark space. However, the streak of blood once imprinted in her eyes remained vivid.

A Duke who was in such pain that he would do something as insane as stabbing himself.

Ironically, for the first time since meeting the Duke, he seemed human to her.

He felt like a real ‘person’ suffering in reality, not a fictional male protagonist in a novel.

She knew that this male protagonist would regain his sight after meeting the female protagonist. So perhaps she had thought too lightly of his blindness.

She had thought the pain and hardships the male protagonist in the novel experienced were natural.

Because it would be a happy ending in the end.

Ah, what a foolish thought that was.

Only after recognizing his insane behavior did she truly feel his pain.

How much agony must it be to suddenly lose one’s sight?

She couldn’t even imagine it.

Before she knew it, tears had welled up in her eyes. The tears rolled down her cheeks and dropped onto the carpet below.

The Duke suddenly turned his head sharply. Though covered by the black string, his eyes seemed to pierce right through her.

“…Why?”

Marine hurriedly wiped away her tears.

No matter how sensitive he was to sound, he couldn’t have heard the sound of tears falling.

“What do you mean?”

“…Never mind.”

An awkward atmosphere filled the office.

Just then, Oliver returned.

“Your Grace? Miss Marine?”

Oliver looked puzzled, as if wondering why the two were standing so close together.

“This.”

The Duke made a circle with his thumb and index finger and held up her wrist. Even with her wrist inside, there was still some space.

“Yes, Your Grace.”

“Fill it.”

“Yes.”

Oliver answered immediately without asking any other questions.

Marine watched the conversation between the two with wide eyes.

Excuse me. You’re talking about my wrist right now?

“Temporary.”

The Duke’s face turned toward her again.

“Yes.”

Marine answered reflexively and secretly pouted.

She had suspected it from earlier. Temporary. Had she been promoted from a tree branch?

“Get examined from now on.”

“What should I get examined for?”

As if it was too bothersome to explain, he lifted her wrist high and let it drop.

Ah, he meant the wrist.

Marine quickly reclaimed her wrist.

Welcome back, my wrist.

“Report.”

“Yes. Here it is, Miss Marine.”

Oliver handed the report to Marine as if he had been waiting.

“Yes.”

Right, let’s just work.

Marine took the report from Oliver and slowly read it aloud.

Her clear and gentle voice warmly enveloped the office.

A pleased smile formed on Oliver’s lips as he watched the Duke’s tense shoulders gradually relax.

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Marine walked down the corridor following Oliver, her face troubled with worry.

She had thought she knew everything about the Duke, the male protagonist of the novel, but she was wrong.

She hadn’t known the Duke was suffering to the point of self-harm.

The problem was that she knew how to eliminate his pain.

“No. I can’t.”

Marine muttered to herself and shook her head vigorously. That role was for the female protagonist to fulfill, not for her to step in.

She needed to stay inconspicuous, earn money, and quietly disappear.

That way, this novel would proceed to its happy ending just like the original.

After walking through the corridor with black curtains for a while, a bright corridor soon appeared.

At the end of the bright corridor, a light brown door was visible.

“This is the administrative office.”

“It’s quite far from Duke’s office.”

Marine estimated the distance between that dark corridor end in the distance and this place. The castle was so large that it took quite a while to walk from one end of the corridor to the other.

“His Grace prefers quiet places.”

Oliver opened the administrative office door and entered.

Marine stood at the entrance and looked around the office.

A large window letting in bright sunlight. A bookshelf filling one wall with documents and papers. A wide brown desk visible in front. A tea table and brown sofa placed in the center. Next to them was a white desk that looked new.

Except for the time spent reporting to the Duke, she was supposed to assist Oliver with his work here.

Oliver walked toward the white desk.

“This is Miss Marine’s desk. From now on, you can work here.”

“Thank you.”

Marine felt excited for the first time in a while. She couldn’t remember the last time she had used such new furniture.

Ever since coming to the Ducal House, only good things had happened. Amazing weekly pay, a new desk, a good superior.

Let’s exclude the scary Duke from that list.

Marine turned away from the desk and faced Oliver.

“Um, Assistant.”

“Yes, Miss Marine.”

Marine looked into Oliver’s warm brown eyes and carefully opened her mouth.

“His Grace’s ear was bleeding…”

“You saw it?”

Oliver asked back with a bitter expression.

“Shouldn’t he receive treatment?”

“His Grace really dislikes having anything touch his body. Even if it’s medical treatment.”

“Still, he should receive treatment.”

“I’ve told him many times, but it doesn’t work.”

A shadow fell across the face of the man who always smiled gently.

“But don’t worry too much. He’s very strong and heals quickly.”

Do you also know that His Grace stabbed himself?

Watching Oliver speak with forced brightness, Marine swallowed the words she wanted to say.

“Actually, his inability to sleep is a bigger problem than that.”

Oliver let out a deep sigh filled with worry.

“He can’t sleep either?”

“No, not at all.”

But why is not being able to sleep a bigger problem than bleeding?

Marine didn’t understand, but she just nodded.

“When my mother couldn’t sleep before, she used to drink a glass of warm wine.”

“Really?”

Oliver’s gaze deepened as if observing her.

Not noticing his gaze, Marine answered innocently.

“Yes. It was effective for my mother.”

“Thank you.”

“I hope it helps. But Assistant, I’m a commoner, so why do you speak formally to me?”

It was unusual for him, a noble, to continue speaking formally to a mere commoner woman in an assistant role.

“You’re my assistant, aren’t you?”

Oliver tilted his head and asked back.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“That’s the reason.”

“Ah, I see.”

He was indeed an unusual noble.

“Does it make you uncomfortable?”

“No. Please do whatever is comfortable for you, Assistant.”

“Then, would you call me by my name from now on?”

Oliver said with a bright smile.

“Yes, Oliver.”

“Good. Miss Marine. Shall we start working then?”

Oliver smiled brightly and neatly stacked documents from the bookshelf onto Marine’s desk. The amount of documents was enormous just by looking at them.

Marine looked at Oliver with slightly overwhelmed eyes. He was still wearing his kind smile.

Let’s put the thought about him being a good superior on hold for now.

Marine awkwardly raised the corners of her mouth and picked up the documents.

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