Dangerous Fiancee

Chapter 26

Eckart quietly looked down at her wet eyes. Her eyebrows, which seemed large, became smaller and hid completely under her rich eyelashes.

"Anyway, there are no more terrible things that that...."

She murmured as if she was whispering to herself and then fell asleep.

It was the next morning when she woke up.

She woke up refreshed. She felt refreshed like a woman who woke up from deep slumber in a glacier for one hundred years. She had a long dream. Although her dream was vivid, she felt refreshed rather than tired.

Cordelli cried while holding her. When she woke up, she made a big fuss, saying she would call for the doctor. The doctor, who had been terrified for the last few days, went out after checking her condition. Mrs. Charlotte then brought in a warm cup of tea.

"You haven't woken up for three days. Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I'm very fine. I think I can get up right now and eat three plates of steak."

"What a relief! Then I wonder if you could do something about the loyal dog first? "

"Dog?"

At her question, Mrs. Charlotte put the tea tray down and walked to the bed.

When she looked over the door which was not yet closed, she saw Iric pacing up and down.

"Are you saying now Iric is the dog?"

"Yes, he almost skipped meals for three days, pacing up and down around the door. He was like a dog waiting for her master. If you don't stroke it quickly, your dog might die out of too much anxiety."

Marianne burst into laughter at her remarks. She thought Mrs. Charlotte might have teased him so much as to compare him to a dog. In fact, Iric's behavior actually looked like a big dog.

"Iric!"

Iric was surprised and looked around when she called him and checked out the atmosphere inside the room.

"Come in, Iric. It's ok."

Despite her approval, Iric couldn't step in easily.

"Iric, won't you come in? Shall I come to you?"

When she said as far as that, Iric came inside quickly.

She laughed again as he looked like a dog that lowered its tail.

"I'm sorry, Lady."

"Why are you sorry, Iric? I should be grateful. Is your arm okay?"

"I'm alright. I'm fine now. "

As if he was embarrassed by her concern about the cut on his arm, he touched a long scar on his face several times. If Mrs. Charlotte had not cut in, he would have been standing beside her all day.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but can I ask when it is my turn to talk with you?"

"Do you have anything to tell me?" Marianne asked, opening her eyes wide.

Mrs. Charlotte took a red envelope from her small pocket and passed it to her.

"I received an invitation from Marquise Chester this morning."

"Marquise Chester?" Mariane muttered, dumbfounded.

"Is there any new nobleman named Chester in the capital? Or the marquis wrongly spelled it..."

Suddenly she thought of Hugo. When she said she was going to the capital without letting her father know, he asked her if there was a salon named Capital. When she confirmed it was the capital of Aslan, citing the Lucio Imperial Palace and the Frei family, she clearly remembered his eyes were trembling nervously.