Saintess - Chapter 12
For a moment, Agnes thought that she had died, and God was giving her one last act of mercy.
However, she soon realized that she was not dead—there was a throbbing pain from her hand that’s screaming at her.
It was from Agnes’s ring finger, which was now tightly wrapped in a piece of cloth.
The blood vividly oozing through the cloth was evidence to the hellish moment that she had been subjected to.
Besides that, she also realized that she had yet to escape hell.
The magnificent double doors of the room opened, and an old doctor carrying a bag came in.
Without any effort to ask for her permission or consent, the doctor suddenly raised Agnes’s skirt up and cut off her underwear with scissors.
As the pair of scissors snipped, more and more scraps of thin fabric fell to the floor.
Then, the doctor opened her legs wide enough.
Her nakedness showed her red flesh clearly.
Agnes wanted to scream, but her throat was so dry that she could not bear to utter a single sound.
Meanwhile, the doctor continued to observe Agnes’s private parts dispassionately, his forehead crumpled.
The place where pubic hair should be growing was covered with apparent scar marks from burns.
For something that was supposed to be called a woman’s genitals, it had an incredibly hideous appearance.
The doctor clicked his tongue.
“An obscene saintess indeed, tsk.”
Although she could not scream properly, Agnes struggled with all her might.
As her resistance grew more and more, a man stepped in from somewhere and pressed down Agnes’s shoulders. Hard.
With a face bright red with shame, the woman just wanted to bite her tongue so she could die.
“This is just a medical checkup, so stay still and don’t move.”
Meanwhile, the doctor put on some gloves and dug his fingers into her entrance.
Agnes had to endure an unbearable amount of disgrace and shame as a woman.
It was not enough that the doctor had put his fingers into her tight interior while stirring around—he even poked inside her with the various instruments and tools that he took out of his bag.
Exhausted, Agnes could not put up a fight at all and only shed tears.
Agnes was all skin and bones. The doctor pressed down on Agnes’s nonexistent belly for the last time, and at that, the examination was completed.
Until the moment he left the room, the doctor never once took off the disgusted look on his face, looking at Agnes as if she was a filthy bug.
The doctor who left the room immediately headed towards Raon’s office.
He was House Toulouse’s family doctor for a very long time now, and he was also the one who pronounced the deaths of the former count and countess, and the current count’s only younger sister, Renée.
“Did you perform the examination well?”
Raon, who was standing by the window, gently asked the doctor who had just entered the office.
The doctor briefly admired the count’s brilliantly blond hair, straight forehead, clear features and flawless face. Even so, instead of answering the count’s question pertaining to the saintess, the doctor first addressed Raon’s condition.
“May I ask first if you are alright? I worry about your condition these days, Your Lordship.”
“There are no changes. I continue to live as I do, praying and serving God, who is close to me, every single day.”
Even as he had been given the disgraceful task of impregnating the obscene saintess, his faith remained unwavering.
Hearing Raon’s blunt response, the doctor was slightly relieved.
He was worried that the suffering that Raon was undergoing through this trial might form a crack in his thick, unwavering faith in God.
As though it happened only yesterday, the doctor recalled the boy who had cried after losing his entire family.
That little boy grew up so handsomely, and he was now the master of this countdom.
He grew up as a straight-laced young man. He looked after his fellowmen who were in need, and his deep faith earned him the envy of many.
Raon’s demeanor was also gentle and elegant, and he resembled the former count who had an excellent personality.
‘The heavens are so indifferent.’
The doctor let out a sigh.
Was it truly the will of heaven for such a man like Raon to be given a trial as heavy as this? He had already suffered through so much after he lost his whole family.
The doctor could not help but think, what in the world was God thinking? The doctor was even doubting Him now.
God might punish him for having such disrespectful feelings. No matter how omnipotent the one and only God was, it seemed as if human doubts about Him could not be stopped.
Feeling bitter after these unnecessary thoughts, the doctor finally opened his lips to speak carefully.
“It is as expected—the woman’s hymen is not intact. Nonetheless, I’ve done a test to check if she has any venereal diseases, and the results will come in after a week.”
Raon nodded quietly, and the doctor went on.
“It would be too much for her to get pregnant now. She’s malnourished and severely underweight. Most of all… There are many wounds in her perineal region. It looks as though she sustained wounds many times in that area, getting torn and healed over and over. Besides that, she is not infertile, but her uterus is not on the healthy side. And the most unusual thing is that she does not possess any pubic hair.”
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