Extra Chapter (3)
The child gently embraced his mother’s neck in response. When his mother hugged him gently so that he wouldn’t get so overwhelmed, then only Molitia made eye contact with Irit.
“It’s just—having an older brother for Irit is like having one more family member. I don’t think it’s a good idea to decide this without acknowledging Father.”
“Ah…”
The child’s small mouth gaped open. The child, who had been thinking about something for a while, turned to his mother with sparkling eyes.
“So if I talk to Father really well, will I have an older brother then?”
In the end, Molitia had no other choice but to burst into laughter. She didn’t really hate the purity that she just saw since he hadn’t known how children were born yet.
“You might possibly have a hard time, but… you might be able to have a younger brother.”
“Brother!”
Irit’s eyes glistened even more so.
“I will adore my brother as well! If I have a younger brother later, I will play just like Robert did!”
She pinched his cheek lightly since Irit started running around as if it had already been confirmed.
“Yes, yes. I’ll say it too.”
“Yes!”
“Instead, will you eat dinner well tonight?”
“Of course!”
While clasping onto the child’s hand cheerfully, Molitia rose from her seat. She handed the blanket and the book she was reading to the maid before holding Irit’s hand.
As they chatted and whispered, the backs of those two who gradually walked into the dining hall seemed very friendly.
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Unlike the usual, Raven arrived at the Duchy well after evening. With a rather exhausted look on his face, he loosened his cravat around his neck and began heading towards the bedroom, instead of his own study.
Amidst the carefully parted bedroom, there was Molitia who had been leaning against the chair. And on her lap was a barely covered book.
He already said that she didn’t have to wait up. Yet, she was sleeping here again. A faint smile was caught around Raven’s mouth when he recalled that his wife must have been waiting for him, even though he was quite heartbroken to find her asleep with discomfort.
“Molitia.”
A mushy voice slowly tickled her ears. While she wasn’t thinking of waking up yet, Raven carefully embraced his wife.
Her eyelids trembled as she felt Raven’s temperature, even though she still hadn’t budged from his voice. Soon after that, her purple eyes slowly gazed at Raven.
“…Raven?”
Her voice was still full of sleep, even if she was already awake. Raven then placed his lips together on Molitia’s warm forehead.
“You should have slept first.”
“I wanted to see you.”
Raven’s smile grew a little thicker at Molitia’s words.
“You can just wake up and see, then.”
“I wanted to say something even more than just that…”
She had a playful smile as she recalled the memories that hadn’t yet escaped from her mind at all.
“What is it that you wish to say?”
“Do you know what Irit said today?”
Raven’s head tilted at the sudden mention of his own son.
“What did he say?”
“Don’t be surprised.”
Molitia purposefully waited. Only after Raven had given her plenty of time to ponder away did she finally answer confidently.
“A brother, he said that he wanted one.”
“Brother?”
“Isn’t he cute? After Robert left, he had been so lethargic and in the end, he said something like that.”
Molitia had happiness painted on both of her cheeks. She just couldn’t get enough of it even after thinking about it over and over again.
“I don’t know how much I have to put up with him being so lovely that made me want to bite him.”
Molitia stopped talking when she realized that Raven had grown too quiet while she was simply unfolding her child’s loveliness. When she lifted her eyes, she immediately ran into his stiff look.
“Raven?”
“Let me say a word.”
“Yes?”
Panicked, Molitia slowly opened her mouth. What did that mean?
“I’ll tell him that his mother is actually in a rather bad condition. And that he shouldn’t be making such a request. I have to say it clearly so that he won’t do it ever again.”
Raven’s expression didn’t seem to ease up as he carefully lowered Molitia on the bed. On the contrary, he nodded his head with a more serious face than ever, regardless he had even settled down firmly.
“I don’t think it’s good to be too nice. You should know that.”
“Raven, wait a minute.”
Molitia held onto Raven, who was already poised to go to Irit’s room at any moment.
“He had said it unknowingly. What could even be wrong with him?”
“It still wouldn’t hurt to take this opportunity to inform him.”
“You really—”
“Irit should know about this as well. At that time, you…”
Raven’s lips stopped. The terrible sensation at that time seemed to be devouring him yet again. The stench of blood had never been as sharp as it was that day.
Her arms were stretching out weakly, her complexion had turned cold and the footsteps of the maid’s sounded busy all around her. Raven felt that his hair had stood up whenever he recalled the situation.
“…Raven.”
When Molitia realized that something was wrong with his behavior, she called out to him softly. His eyes were facing her, but she knew that he wasn’t looking properly at all.
His eyes, which was looking through the past for a long time, had barely returned and captured Molitia then. Her slightly faded complexion had anxiously swept over him.
‘Not that pale.’
The pink cheeks that rested against his hand gradually stabilized himself. Raven caressed her cheek softly and raised his back.
“I’ll have a talk with him and return.”
“No, wait a minute. Raven!”
Raven instantly strode out before Molitia could even catch him. Soon later, she rose on the bed, but Raven had already left the bedroom.
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