Molitia just couldnât believe that she would be marrying a man like that. She wondered what Arjan was thinking about. She could at least try to comprehend when she thought of her father, who only cared about the familyâs own interest, but she just couldnât understand Arjanâs own expression when she saw how Arjan was looking at her.
Arjan might not know of it yet. She couldnât have seen that person just yet since she was getting married due to their fatherâs backwater attitude.
He was also being pushed by his own father to marry her, so she might have not seen his real personality just yet.
Didnât they do that herself as well? Even on the day before the wedding itself, she still wasnât aware of her own husband-to-be.
Molitia immediately felt nauseous. She had only wanted to see that desolate look on that bright face, but she felt twisted with anxiety.
Blood relationship? After having suffered so much, she vowed not to be involved ever again. Then again, she felt soft when she was in the face of such misfortune.
Her heart initially wanted it to be as distressed as the grief and pain that Argan had given her. But still, her wish that the smile would eventually reach her at least once couldnât easily disappear by itself.
Her lips had gotten chapped by her half-hearted feelings and soon, she stopped herself. If she appeared to have nothing to do with the days she, herself, was drowning in tears and pain back in the County, so was Arjan now.
It was also her job as well to be swallowed up by those hardships. It wasnât for Molitia to be concerned about. Therefore, let us not get involved anymore. Thus was her decision after much consideration.
Molitia said nothing at all. Arjanâs story, which had been the talk for several times amidst all those congratulations and cheers, soon lost the peopleâs interest.
As she finally approached the carriage, the awaiting driver soon recognized her before bowing in respect.
âShall we head home right away?â
âYes, please.â
âUnderstood.â
She just wanted to go home quickly. Her shivering body would soon feel comfortable when she basked herself amongst the warm, little hearth.
Molitia hugged herself with both arms and closed her eyes slowly. She missed Ravenâterribly.
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She thought that her tremor would be better as soon as she saw him while locking herself in his arms.
The next day, however, Molitia had caught a coldâwithout a single hitch. It seemed like the sensation which made her body quivered wasnât in vain at all. In fact, the fever that was felt all over her body had even led to a terrible headache. The bedroom where the doctor had paid a visit reeked of that medicinal fumes.
âMolitia.â
Ravenâs arm had touched the blanket. He tugged the thick blanket up to her neck before hugging her tightly.
âI told you to be careful.â
He was clicking his tongue. Nevertheless, his touch was very gentle.
Molitia had nothing to say even if she were to have ten mouths right now. It was also due to the harsh, cold weather. Thanks to that, not only did she catch a cold, she even got herself sick.
ââŚIâm sorry.â
âThereâs absolutely nothing to be sorry about.â
Ravenâs hand brushed her forehead softly. Perhaps due to her body, which usually remained at a low temperature, her fever seemed especially high at that moment.
âThe fever is quite high.â
âItâs alright. Iâve taken my meds already, so itâll cool down soon enough.â
âHaah, Iâd love to be with you if I could right now.â
Everyone knew that he had gotten busy working recently. He had become a person who came home late, even last night.
âI only have a slight cold. So, donât worry and just go.â
Raven reluctantly lifted himself up to those words of consideration towards himself. After kissing her forehead lightly with concern, he dragged his steps that hadnât fallen off yet.
Right after she had sent Raven off, she immediately fell into a state of chaos. It was already a long afternoon when Molitia had barely opened her eyes.
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Molitia eventually managed to lift up her dizzy head. But, neither Pillen nor Lili was there. She thought of calling upon those two, but Molitia shook her head in the end.
She didnât want to call anyone in order for her to just take the medicine. There was always some water and sweet chocolate for her prepared at the table.
As she barely lifted her wobbly body, she still opened the drawer. There were so many other bottles of medicine inside amongst the medicine, which the doctor had just prescribed her earlier today.