BL, MTL | The Squeamish Beauty is Mistaken for a Heartthrob

Chapter 12: The Duchess's Diary

The squeamish beauty mistakenly becomes the heartthrob of Shura Field [Unlimited]
Author: Yu Youmian
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The Duke's Will (12)

　　"How could Mr. Swinburne be injured?"

　　Bertram asked with concern, looking at Swinburne with his violet eyes, just in time to meet his cold gray-blue eyes.

　　The eyes of both parties immediately separated.

　　Bartholomew, who has arrived in a hurry, is dressing Swinburne's wound. The atmosphere in the room was strange.

　　Only Lin Yuxing was unaware, with a hint of panic in his pure pupils.

　　"The vase suddenly fell down, and it was Mr. Swinburne who blocked it for me."

　　"Really? It seems that the maid in the castle did something wrong, which frightened the lady, and even caused the guest to be injured." Bertram slowly looked back.

　　The tone of his speech was very elegant and the speed of his speech was very slow, just like the sound of cello in the church in the afternoon, but it made the maid kneeling on the ground turn pale in an instant, "I really took care of the vase carefully, Mr. Butler, please listen to my explanation..." "

　　Before she finished speaking, she was pulled out by the other maids.

　　Lin Yuxing was preoccupied with Swinburne's injury and did not notice this scene.

　　The vase broke and splashed, cutting Swinburne's arm, and even some fragments got stuck in his flesh. Bartholomew was picking it out bit by bit with sterilized tweezers.

　　It hurt just to look at it.

　　From the corner of his eye, Bartholomew saw the young man biting his lip uneasily, with the ends of his eyes turning red.

　　The lip flesh was bitten until it turned white and sunken, and then turned into a more lustrous color, like a rose that has been mashed to produce juice.

　　He looked like he was remorseful.

　　So squeamish and hypocritical.

　　"The injury is not serious. Keep the wound away from water and change the dressing every day." Bartholomew's voice was cold and concise. He stood up and unbuttoned the cufflinks on his right hand.

　　The cold white wrist bones were hidden under the shirt, like snow. He was tall, his eyes were dark, and his movements conveyed the feeling of being the ultimate gentleman.

　　Although Lin Yuxing was afraid of Bartholomew, he breathed a sigh of relief.

　　His concerned and nervous expression fell into the eyes of everyone.

　　Swinburne's tone could not conceal his weakness and weariness, "Excuse me, Madam, but I'm fine." "Mr. Swinburne

　　was frightened in the castle. It was my fault for not treating him well." The butler not far away spoke, and he took something out of his arms. He took out an exquisite pocket watch and said, "It's getting late. Mr. Swinburne might as well rest in the castle today."

　　Bertram glanced at Lin Yuxing, and sure enough he saw the young man's eyes light up.

　　He paused for a moment, "What a coincidence, the smashed vase was a famous item collected by the Duke during his lifetime. It had been there for several years without incident, but it happened that it broke when I met Mr. Swinburne today." "

　　You just said when you said goodbye. I have something important, so I won't delay your business, right?"

　　After hearing his words, Lin Yuxing suddenly realized why the vase fell down just as he was passing by.