The World Mistakes Me for Terminally Ill - Chapter 70

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The World Thinks I’m Terminally Ill Episode 070

“That hand.”

I turned my head.

A man with an imposing presence from his tall stature and innate arrogance commanded.

“Remove it. If you don’t want to die.”

The maids’ hands that were trying to grab me stopped abruptly as if they felt instinctive fear.

I watched the person who was giving authoritative commands while continuously approaching me without stopping.

Shubel Runein stopped in front of me.

His usually neat hair and clothing were slightly disheveled, like someone who had sensed something and rushed here urgently.

“I apologize, my lady.”

The red light of the pendant scattered.

“You told me not to show my face, but…”

He steadied his ragged breathing.

“I couldn’t bear it.”

Shubel politely extended his hand with the natural etiquette ingrained in his body.

“Would you allow me to escort you?”

It was a gesture asking for forgiveness. Asking me to take his hand, to give him permission.

I blinked at this person who appeared at exactly the right moment when needed.

I was used to handling everything by myself no matter what happened, so I hadn’t thought that someone would step forward to protect me.

Somehow, an unnamed emotion stirred in my heart.

“…Of course.”

When I took his hand, Shubel finally smiled as if relieved.

The Duchess spoke with an incredulous expression.

“Grand Duke! This is my lesson time! For a gentleman to barge into a lady’s education time! I will not forget this rudeness!”

Then Shubel twisted up the corner of his mouth as if he had never smiled innocently.

“Yes, please don’t forget.”

“What, what did you say?”

“I won’t forget either.”

Shubel coldly surveyed the room.

“I don’t see what the problem is when I’m escorting my bride myself.”

At the chilling feeling as if their throats were being strangled, everyone in the room fell silent.

Except for me, of course.

I peeked out from behind Shubel’s broad back and shrugged my shoulders while looking at the Duchess who had turned pale as if about to collapse and Vivian with a dazed expression.

“A virtuous woman listens to her husband’s words, ah, what was it? Too old-fashioned, never mind. Anyway, she listens well. Following the Duchess’s teachings, I’ll go where my husband suggests.”

Bye-bye. As Elisia waved her hand mischievously and left the room, the room became quiet as if a storm had passed.

The Duchess let out a hollow laugh.

“Ha, really, these young people nowadays, I’m so flabbergasted-“

Soon the Duchess collapsed without finishing her words. The maids screamed.

Vivian, who had been wearing a dazed expression ever since Shubel burst in, didn’t even glance at the chaos and said one thing.

“Found him.”

My prince on a white horse.

Her face became that of a girl in love.

Of course, Shubel neither rode a white horse nor was he a prince, and more decisively, he had a cold impression with chilliness dripping from him.

For a girl dreaming of fairy-tale love, what mattered was his handsome appearance enough to fall for at first sight and the fact that he was a savior who appeared at a fateful moment.

Even though that salvation wasn’t directed at her.

‘It’ll all be directed at me later anyway, so what does it matter!’

Vivian had actually been displeased with her father who said she should listen well to the Duchess and the Duchess who told her to stay long at the Grand Duke’s castle. She pouted inwardly.

Why should I do that? I like sparkling places like high society. The Grand Duke’s castle is angular, rough, and gloomy.

But that wasn’t true. Her prince was right here! Her coming to this place was all destiny.

‘Destiny, love, prince. Ah-‘

For this flower garden girl who mistakenly thought everyone in the world loved her, the fact that he was a married man wasn’t very important.

After we came outside, we walked down the corridor.

Since it was afternoon, servants busy with their respective tasks were bustling back and forth throughout the castle. And every single one of them glanced this way with smiling faces as we passed by.

I’m the type who doesn’t care about others’ gazes, but this time I absolutely couldn’t stay still.

“Shubel, wait, just a moment.”

At my call, the man who had been walking silently as if thinking about something stopped abruptly.

He turned to look at me and asked.

“Are you hurt somewhere?”

“No, that’s not it.”

I said while hiding my embarrassment.

“The, hand.”

Then Shubel looked down at our hands.

Too intimately clasped for an escort. That was why the servants were smiling and glancing at us.

As I fidgeted trying to pull my hand out, Shubel who had been quietly looking down at it-

“…!”

Squeezed it tighter and started walking again.

I looked around in confusion.

“Shh.”

“Look away, quickly.”

The servants who made eye contact all hurriedly averted their gazes as if caught watching something interesting.

My face turned bright red.

“What are you doing, really. Stop playing around like this.”

When I scolded him in embarrassment, Shubel, who was walking at a noticeably slower pace than before, said.

“Does it look like I’m playing around?”

“…You know you’re quite mischievous, right?”

“I didn’t know, but I think I learned thanks to you, my lady.”

When I glanced at him sideways, Shubel smiled quietly.

We walked like that for a while again.

I moved my lips in this gentle silence, then gathered courage to ask.

“How’s your body?”

“Thanks to your care, I’ve become fine.”

“Lies. How can wounds heal in just a day or two?”

“I’m that type of person.”

And silence again.

Finally, unable to bear the warmth I felt from him through our hands any longer, I turned to look at him.

“I’m sorry for getting angry at someone who was hurt for no reason-“

“I apologize for making you worry, my lady-“

At the voices that burst out simultaneously, our eyes met.

At that moment, we strangely ended up looking at each other and laughing.

“I will absolutely never get hurt again.”

Shubel added seriously.

I looked at his waist area hidden by his vest and shirt, which appeared fine on the outside, and unconsciously frowned as if it hurt.

“Where in the world are there absolute things? Living life means falling down and getting scars. Still… try not to get hurt if possible.”

I raised my head. I met his eyes.

“Because it makes me sad.”

We gazed at each other for a while.

Those violet eyes that never looked away from me as if all his certainty was always in me.

He probably doesn’t know how much that makes me think.

Shubel smiled with his eyes curved.

“Yes, my lady.”

We returned to the couple’s bedroom.

I quickly let go of his hand first.

Perhaps it was the relief of being freed from people’s gazes. My tension eased and I playfully teased him a little.

“By the way, you said your energy weakens when you’re away from my side, but you seemed to get around just fine.”

I laughed saying he could be independent now, and then from Shubel’s eyes, who had been smiling shyly until then—

“Ah.”

A tear dropped.

I froze completely.

“Independent…?”

“No, no wait. Listen to what I’m saying—”

“Separate rooms…?”

“When did I ever say we should use separate rooms! Don’t blow it out of proportion!”

I had to break out in a cold sweat trying to soothe the dazed Shubel.

He spoke with a hurt expression.

“My lady… come to think of it, who carried you the other day?”

“What?”

“You clearly said my face was the most pleasing in the world. But then, you called the guy who carried you handsome…”

His dejected look with drooping eyes caused confusion in my head.

Kaiseus definitely said it was Shubel who carried me, right? He confused me by talking about himself as if he were someone else.

“Th-that’s obviously because you were the only one who could carry me in that situation.”

You’ve carried me before too. When I added that quietly, Shubel’s eyes sparkled.

“Then my face really is the most pleasing to you, right?”

“Right… wait, I said you were handsome, when did I say you were pleasing?”

“That’s what you said though.”

He smiled sweetly.

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