Obviously, It's My Child - Chapter 79
Chapter 79
Translator: Effe
Editor: Yonnee
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Erich covered his face with one palm as the child’s scolding continued.
“You can’t not wash your hands. You’ll get sick. And if you are sick, you should lie down in bed and rest.”
Elliot raised his eyebrows and rebuked Erich. He learned Erich’s habit.
As the young boy scolded Erich who had the same face as his, the people around them furtively suppressed their twitching lips again.
The doctor Brandt clenched his teeth and kept his face straight. He was in the middle of nagging Erich that he shouldn’t wake up until now, so it felt refreshing and funny to see the child do it in his stead.
Only Claire agreed with Elliot without a smile.
“Even a five-year-old does his best not to worry me.”
“…….”
“Whereas you… You’re seriously sitting up and reading documents?”
“It’s a one-page report.”
Erich replied in a hoarse voice. At first she held back a laugh, but now she was resentful.
“Whether it’s one page or ten, a report is a report.”
Claire stepped over to the side of the bed and held out her hand. Erich obediently handed the report over to her.
Claire glanced over the title of the report and turned to Pavel.
“Our smart Elliot, go take off your coat. Sir Pavel, do you have a pair of slippers that Elliot can wear?”
“Of course. Everything is ready.”
Being that he was the household’s precious Young Master, how could Pavel not prepare? They didn’t know when he would come to play, so everything was prepared beforehand, ranging from a change of clothes to children’s bedding.
Claire gave Elliot a light push on the back. Elliot looked a bit worried, but he obediently took Pavel’s hand and left.
Erich looked up at Claire with raised eyebrows. Claire sat down on the chair next to the bed.
And she ignored Erich and asked Brandt.
“How is he?”
“Temperature, pulse, breathing—everything is normal.”
“Anything else? Something like poor judgment or flawed neural response.”
“I’m fine.”
Erich replied. Claire outright ignored him.
Brandt looked at Erich a little and answered quietly.
“We have to wait and see. Now I have to do some tests…”
“Cooperate with Doctor Brandt.”
“I already said I’m fine.”
“Who are you to say that when it’s just last night that your judgment had deteriorated so badly? Who’s supposed to guarantee that you are not mistaken for being sane because of your deteriorating judgment?”
Unable to conjure a reply, Erich raised his hands in defeat.
“Then why did you drink it? I said I would tip it over.”
“I didn’t want you to be forced to drink it. I’m sorry.”
“…Why are you apologizing? I didn’t even drink it.”
“Are you worried?”
Instead of meekly answering yes, Claire massaged her forehead once. The tension between her brows was so heavy that it was making her head throb painfully.
“Don’t take it lightly. I should have thought that there was someone else other than the Elder Madam who’d lace the glass with a drug.”
“I’m glad it wasn’t cyanide.”
“Don’t even joke about that. An unidentified drug is more frightening.”
Erich reached out and placed his hand on Claire’s cheek. Claire buried her face in the palm of his hand.
A quivering breath filled his palms. She tried to contain her rising emotions, but she couldn’t control her emotions. It felt like her insides were being hacked with a knife.
Instead of raising his voice as usual, Erich moved his fingers gently to caress Claire’s face.
“I’m sorry for worrying you.”
“You’re just saying that you drink knowingly.”
Claire let out an absurd laugh without realizing it. She doesn’t know why she was even laughing right now.
The smile did not disappear from her face until she raised her head. Maybe it’s because she was relieved.
Erich said then.
“It’s much better that you’re laughing.”
“You don’t deserve to judge others now, Duke.”
When Claire said so. Pavel returned with Elliot. The child had changed into a soft nightgown.
“It seems the Young Master is sleepy.”
“I am not sleepy.”
“Elliot, can you do Auntie a favor?”
“Favor?”
Elliot lifted his head, blinking away the sleep from his eyes. It was unusual for him to hear his Auntie ask for a favor.
“Because obviously Uncle is not sleeping and is trying to get up. You have to keep him tight to the bed.”
“Why?”
“He’s sick, but he wants to go out to play? Elliot, you know that we must obey the doctor carefully, right?”
“Is Uncle a bad boy?”
Elliot looked at Erich with shocked eyes, as if he didn’t expect Erich would ever misbehave. Erich, who just wanted to keep sitting up, let out an absurd sigh.
And he said to Claire.
“Yes. I’ll be sleeping peacefully.”
“Good thinking.”
Erich looked absurd, but Elliot said, “Uncle, let’s sleep now.” While doing so, he shut his mouth and lay down again.
He claimed to be fine, but he wasn’t either. Erich fell asleep within a few minutes.
Elliot looked at Claire with an excited face, surprised that he had put a grown-up to sleep, and then he looked back at Erich several times.
Then he covered his mouth with both hands to prevent himself from giggling and waking up Erich.
He was so cute that Erich stretched out his hand in his sleep and pulled Elliot and patted him.
Elliot stopped moving, his breath evening out as his eyelids fluttered closed.
They looked like father and son as they had the same face and were sleeping side by side.
‘He’s not even his child.’
Claire watched the pair, not knowing what to feel. Had Erich always been fond of children from the start? She didn’t know.
For Claire, he is the nephew she raised from birth, but that wasn’t the case for Erich. At the back of her mind, she thought that Erich might have felt disappointed to find out that Elliot was his child after all.
She was grateful that he had accepted Elliot like this, but it still made her feel somewhat strange.
‘I wasn’t expecting all that much.’
She would have been grateful for the kindness and formal responsibilities as an adult.
Since Erich did this, she couldn’t help but reciprocate his feelings.
Right now, this is the family she must protect.
Claire quietly left the bedroom.
Gray was waiting in the hallway.
“I’ve been making documents about the issue of Belf Marquisate.”
“Ah, thank you. That was fast.”
“…Your complexion is not good. Have you gotten some sleep at all?”
Gray asked rather slowly. Claire sighed.
“That’s not the case. Did you stay up all night too?”
“Because this is my job.”
Claire smiled faintly.
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