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Even though she knew the question was strange, Seret couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked.
She wanted to know the baby's name, if only in this way.
No, she wanted to give him a name herself.
She felt that if the child had a name, his existence would be more evident.
Even if it is a child you will never see him.
"I'm not sure. I've never thought of that before."
Yuan furrowed his eyebrows slightly, as if he actually found the question strange.
After rubbing his chin and thinking for a while, he slowly opened his mouth.
“Henry.”
“Henry?”
“Henry Frecktwister.”
Yuan said the child's name.
“It's a beautiful name.”
Seret smiled, loving the name that came out of Yuan's mouth.
Henry Frecktwister.
As she uttered the name in her heart, Seret resisted the urge to cry.
She didn't know if that was really her baby's name, but she decided to think of it as Henry.
Once the baby had a name, she missed him even more.
Henry... my dear child.
She whispered his name repeatedly in her heart.
The more she said it, the more beautiful it became to her ear.
***
As soon as she finished her shower and was preparing to lie down, she heard a knock on the door.
"Yes."
Seret answered as she headed towards the door.
When I opened it, Yuan entered.
He was wearing a nightgown, and holding medicine in his hand.
Seret looked at the medicine with puzzled eyes.
Yuan calmly took her hand and led her towards the bed.
After he sat her down, he knelt down in front of her.
“Your Highness the Duke, what are you doing?”
Seret blinked slowly, looking down at him.
Without answering, he lifted the hem of her nightgown.
"yuan!"
Seret quickly panicked and grabbed his hand, but he looked at her and gently pulled her fingers away.
“Why do you pretend to be okay when you're not?”
"What?"
“Do you really think your knee is okay?”
Yuan pointed to her knee, which was blue and covered in bruises.
This was after Hannah made a big fuss in the shower.
Her knee was a little sore, but she didn't expect the bruise to be this bad.
“As long as it's not broken, it's fine.”
Siret said in a reserved tone.
“I asked Doctor Qin to come tomorrow morning. You will be examined.”
"No need to see a doctor. It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Nobody knows. Maybe bruise records like this will come in handy someday."
“Useful for what?”
What benefit can medical records provide?
She laughed a little… but Yuan's next words immediately erased that smile.
“It may become evidence of the husband’s violent tendencies.”
"…What?"
Seret's face was completely confused.
It must be just a joke... right?
He couldn't know anything...right?
Her eyes trembled.
"I'm kidding."
Yuan said with a face completely devoid of any expression.
Who would joke with a face like that?
Syret timidly tried to lower her dress again.
But Yuan stopped her.
“I'll put the medicine on.”
"Just leave it here. I'll make Hanna do it."
She refused, but Yuan did not back down.
Open the medicine box anyway.
He placed his finger dipped in ointment on her knee.
He moved his touch slowly over the bruise.
He applied the medicine so gently that Syrette felt the tickle, and she clenched her toes.
After he finished covering the entire bruise, his hand was not raised.
His fingers continued to gently slide over her skin.
His movement made her feel every sensation in her knee.
Syrett even doubted whether he was actually still taking the medication.
“I think you're done.”
She moved her knee, escaping his hand.
Yuan raised his head towards her and spoke in a neutral tone.
“This medication only works if you continue to massage the area.”
At his calm tone and calm gaze, Seret coughed lightly.
She felt embarrassed by her strange thoughts, and a slight warmth rose to the back of her neck from embarrassment.
"Okay. I'll do it myself."
“Apply it whenever you get the chance and massage it well.”
Yuan said as he placed the medicine on the side table.
"Thank you."
At her words, Yuan looked at her silently.
After contemplating her for a moment, he said in a low voice, almost a whisper.
“I hope you never do something dangerous like this again.”
“You want me to stand and watch a child get hurt? And not just any child… but the Crown Prince’s child.”
“Then you intend to repeat this dangerous act next time.”
“I will take care of myself. Stop worrying unnecessarily, Your Highness.”
Seret smiled weakly.
“If you had listened, you would not have seen Freaktwister.”
Yuan sighed lightly as if he had given up, then left the room.
“If I had listened to Yoan Frecktwister’s words, I would not have seen Enohater.”
Sirert was left alone, and she started muttering a complaint while staring blankly at the medicine that Yuan had left behind.
She was complaining, yes, but for some reason it felt like some medicine had also been put on the knot in her heart.
***
Yuan walked barefoot in the cold corridor.
His mind had evaporated, and only one thought remained.
Go to Seret's room.
He had the same dream again...Seret's death.
The dream was completely wiping out his mind, leaving only one desire—
To see her.
When he entered her room, his consciousness finally returned when he heard her steady breathing.
Recently, this situation has been recurring.
He dreams...then wakes up to find himself in front of her.
He did not regain his balance until he was sure that she was breathing well.
Yuan carefully reached out his hand and touched her hair.
Her soft locks flowed between his fingers.
“Seret.”
He whispered her name.
He looked at her for a long time while she slept.
Yuan often thought… Maybe he really was crazy.
Even when he was awake, he would suddenly experience bouts of anxiety.
Moments when he feels like he will suffocate if he doesn't make sure she's okay.
Sometimes, even while she was in front of him eating... anxiety would attack him.
Then, he would call her name for no reason, just to hear her voice, see her eyes, and be reassured.
Yuan took a deep breath and shook his head.
He left her room, and spent the whole night without sleep until morning came.
He drank a cup of tea instead of breakfast, and waited for Doctor Ken.
***
Doctor Ken arrived ten minutes early.
After they exchanged greetings, Yuan took him to Seret's room.
Seret was sitting politely at the tea table, waiting.
Although she refused treatment yesterday, she easily exposed her knee to the doctor today.
“There doesn't seem to be a problem with the bones. I will send you medicine and ointment. If you take them and use the ointment well, you will recover quickly.”
“Thank you, Doctor Ken. Oh, and about Hannah’s test results… her blood work was good, so I’m relieved.”
Seret smiled.
“If there are things that worry you, call me anytime.”
Doctor Qin bowed and left the room with Yuan.
As soon as they came out, Yuan spoke.
“Let's talk a little.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Yuan led the doctor to his office.
He motioned for him to sit on the sofa, then sat in front of him.
Yuan opened his mouth more than once, but the words did not come out easily.
It was not easy to say that a duke had gone mad.
Especially when he is the Duke himself.
But Doctor Ken, with his calm and patient nature, waited without pressing him.
“I have strange dreams.”
Finally Yuan spoke.
“Strange dreams?”
Doctor Ken straightened his seat.
Yuan explained to him the details of the dreams, how he felt after them, and what he did as a result.
“If I don’t make sure my wife is still alive, I feel like I will lose my mind.”
“Does it only happen after you have those dreams?”
When the doctor asked, Yuan ran his hand over his face.
“At first, yes. But it gets worse.”
“Can you explain more precisely?”
The doctor took out his notebook and pen.
“Even in my daily life, anxiety suddenly attacks me. I worry whether my wife is okay... Has something happened to her.”
“What do you do then?”
“If it's close... I'll check it.”
“And if not?”
“I tolerate.”
Even if anxiety was burning inside his chest, there was nothing he could do.
As long as it wasn't just a dream, he still had some control.
But he didn't know how long that control would last.
“Can you remember when this anxiety first started?”
“I'm not sure.”
Yuan tried to recall his memory.
Was it after Siret asked to break off the engagement?
Or after she said she hates Yuan Freaktwister?
Or since those dreams started?
He couldn't decide.
Maybe it was all of those things combined.
“There must have been an event that awakened something buried in your subconscious.”
“And if I know what it is... can I get out of this situation?”
The doctor replied with a puzzled look.
“I can't promise that.”
“When I wake up from a dream, I run to my wife barefoot. I don’t realize that I’m barefoot until I check that she’s breathing. And sometimes... I even forget how to breathe.”
When Yuan saw the serious look in the doctor's eyes, he laughed like a sigh.
“Do I look normal?”