Duke, Please Stop Because it Hurts - Chapter 196

Extra Chapter (5)

“You were very mean this time.”

”But, Molitia—”

“You have to think carefully about teaching our child. Why did you have to scold him right from the start?”

Raven had a troubled look while his lips kept on moving again and again.

“But…”

“Please return first. I’ll talk to Irit for a moment.”

With Molitia’s austere nod, Raven felt a tingling sensation at one side of his chest. Nevertheless, his wife’s words were still absolute. Raven’s shoulders then looked strangely limp as he turned away from the room.

“It’s all right, Irit.”

An amiable voice that could never be compared to Raven’s had curbed him.

“Mom won’t get sick at all. It’s all right.”

Molitia then winked at the servants. Soon, even the worried nanny turned away while she still continued patting Irit on the back.

The whimpers that permeated the hall gradually began to stop. Along with the regular pats on his back and Molitia’s own heartbeat that could be heard through her body at the same time had eventually provided some stability to the child.

How long had it been going? She slowly laid the sleeping child on the bed and covered him with a blanket. His eyes were still red, but his expression was absolutely much better.

“Whew.”

Molitia sighed, feeling exhausted from the sudden disturbance at night. She soothed the child, but she still had some other work left. Molitia then glanced at Irit for a moment before moving on.

“Raven?”

Molitia, who finally returned to the bedroom, looked for Raven while turning her head. There was no need to look that detailed. He was already sitting on the chair where Molitia had dozed off before.

While dressed in a clean, light robe, he leaned back languidly in the chair. As soon as he saw Molitia’s face, he turned his head and straight headed for the documents.

She just smiled at his unusual behavior.

“Are you pouting?”

“What?”

Only then did Raven’s bewildered gaze turn towards Molitia. She merely continued her words shrewdly.

“That’s what it looks like.”

“I’m not upset.”

Although he appeared determined, Molitia—who had already been with him for such a long time—still could see that he was rather different than usual.

“At times like this, you look just like Irit.”

She was ultimately confident that Irit looks like Raven himself. Molitia then approached Raven as she giggled.

“The child was very surprised.”

When Molitia’s hand brushed against Raven’s shoulder, his muscles felt very tense. He sighed faintly and placed the papers down at a nearby table.

“…and now?”

“He was too tired of crying, so he fell asleep quite quickly. It was already time for bed anyway.”

“I see.”

Raven massaged between his eyes as if he was tired.

He had forgotten since Irit was so mature. A child was still a child, but Raven slowly adjusted his complexion when he recalled Irit’s crying face.

“I’ll have to inform Irit’s tutor for tomorrow.”

“What?”

“Sexual education.”

“What?”

Bewildered, she immediately spoke out.

“Raven. Irit is only five years old.”

“I think that’s already enough. I don’t think he’s too stupid and at the very least, he should know how he affects you too.”

“I do agree with that, but…”

Molitia stared at Raven with her muddled words. Irit was the one who brought it up, but it wasn’t like she hadn’t thought about it either.

Him and his own child. She knew it wasn’t that good to limit the Duke’s succession to only one.

Nevertheless, Raven never made any unreasonable demands due to her physical condition.

It was also true that she felt happy and sorry for herself. Molitia began to bring up what she had always thought about carefully.

“Irit growing up alone was actually on my mind too.”

“No.”

“I haven’t even said anything yet.”

“Not at all.”

“Raven.”

Despite his determined words, Molitia still did not back down. As she plopped herself on his lap while pressing down on his shoulder, she then caught a hold of his eyes.

“Do you even look at me?”

Raven looked downwards at Molitia. Her eyes were as smooth as an obsidian shining in the light.

“I’m fine now. I’m already much healthier.”

“I think you did say the same thing before and then…”

Raven clamped his lips together. For him, that day had almost become a taboo.

It looked like a feast of blood that he would never be able to get used to even after reflecting on it several times.

Eventually, Raven avoided her gaze.

“One child is already enough for us, Molitia. No one is going to say anything to you.”

“What if I wanted it as well?”

“Wife.”

Molitia smiled playfully at Raven, who had a firm expression.

“Then, you aren’t sleeping with me tonight?”

“That’s not it.”

Even swifter than ever, Molitia’s eyes instantly rounded in response. Only then did Raven realize that he had answered far too quickly, which made him clear his throat awkwardly then.

“Anyway. You know that’s not what I’m saying at all, Molitia.”

“Then, why don’t you look at my face?”

“…….”

Raven avoided responding on such rare occasions.

“Raven.”

A gentle whisper was calling out to him, but there was no reply. Right from his eyes until the very end. Molitia eventually heaved a sigh and squeezed his cheek.

He thought that there was a soft look in Molitia’s eyes, but her lips soon overlapped themselves with Raven’s.

“Moli…”

Even before Raven could be surprised, their sweet lips overlapped once more. The inflaming sensation of penetrating those smooth lips had set fire to his chest.

The moment when the still hand began wrapping around Molitia’s cheek, the situation immediately reversed. He intercepted the small tongue and started probing into her mouth instead.