Bab 115: Anxious Heart of duke

Seraphina was groaning at her husband, who was only increasing her worries, when she called for a suggestion.

"But I'll take a rest today. Therefore, I won't be sick."

"Is that something you can promise?"

"Really, I won't be sick. Promise."

Seraphina stuck her little finger out, looking as lovely as ever—especially to Raven. He then held his eyes sharp, trying to hold back his desires to listen to almost anything.

"What are you going to do if you get sick?"

"Are you really going to keep on saying that to me?"

Even though he grumbled, Seraphina was quite serious about the assumption that followed. It was all because of her past behavior that Raven didn't listen to her with the utmost sincerity.

"…how about this, then? When you come home from work today and if it hurts more than it does now, I will grant you a wish."

"Are you going to grant me any kind of wish?"

"I am."

"Really? Any wish?"