Bettor Mr. Nobles

Chapter 41

Naeva rushed back into the basement to accompany Amily.

"Eitz! Where are you going?" Abellard immediately got in the way by stretching out her hands.

Naeva who was still upset frowned. "I want to go back in."

"Don't .. You're here, the air in the holding room is definitely not good for health. Let me treat him, "prevent Abellard.

"No, I want to come!" Naeva insists.

Abellard smiled with anxiety. "You remember? When I insisted on hunting, you thought I was stubborn. But look, you won't listen to me either" Abellard flicked Naeva's forehead softly.

"Aw!" Naeva grimaced, "i want to accompany Amily," she said with a sullen look.

"Do you want to accompany Amily or accompany me?" goda Abellard raised her eyebrows.

Naeva stroked her forehead with a grim heart. Wanted to be angry but Abellard's temptation provoked her to smile. The situation was panicked, still had time the man teased. Thankfully the servants left.

Naeva's hand was then raised making a flick move. "Master Comte, if you linger, I'll backlash!"

Abellard immediately put on an astonished face.

"Well, it turns out that hearing you call me Count, my heart feels even more flattered!"

Naeva is now tickling.

Made Abellard more anxious and pretended to raise both hands as a sign of surrender.

"Alright, alright. We're in now, because you can't wait to be with me in a dimly lit place" she said. Then quickly turn around and go first.

Naeva could only roll her eyeballs while following the man's steps.

As soon as they got inside, Amily immediately got up to her feet.

"Monsieur Comte" he said, bowing respectfully.

"How's your brother doing?" ask the man with a dignified attitude.

Naeva immediately shook her head, looking at the man with a confused look. It felt like Abellard was just being so hot and annoying. Wow wow ... Naeva was upset in her heart because she felt unfairly treated. He likes a wise and mature man.

"He's still asleep, Monsieur," replied Amily.

"So ...what did he get?" The man asked with a guilty look.

"Punishment of the whip" replied Amily cf. Matt.

The answer that made the count stunned. "Punishment whip?"

"Yes, Monsieur."

Abellard was glued for a moment. Then the man walked back and forth restlessly. It turned out that this heavy punishment had been applied in his castle, he really did not remember it.

Soon, a waiter appeared who brought the leaves of Serapih along with warm water, and medicinal equipment.

Naeva immediately picked up the ingredients, then turned to Abellard. "You have the key, don't you?"

Abellard who still looked agitated nodded nervously. Then hurried to open the door of the holding room.

Abellard looked shocked. "I-I'm .. just wait here," she replied nervously.

"You ... afraid to see blood?" Naeva asked without any intention of mocking.

But apparently, the most anti-Count looked cowardly in the eyes of Naeva de Gaulle.

"No" he answered quickly. "I-I'm in. .. now."

Naeva nods and invites Amily to help her bring warm water. His feet retraced slowly on the dusty and dirty stone floor. Then put his medicinal equipment next to the sprawled body without making a sound.

"Sister, awake. There's Monsieur Comte and Mlle Gaulle here. They'll treat your wounds" call Amily in her brother's ear.

"Don't wake Amily. He's better off sleeping than feeling pain. This leaves will also cause pain," forbid Naeva fast.

Amily nodded and realized her mistake. Mlle Gaulle was very wise.

Naeva slowly gathered beside the woman, and Abellard did the same.

But as soon as the man's eyes saw the long-striped wound on the servant's back to make the white shirt become red-striped, he immediately closed his eyes with a horrified look.

"Oh, Mon Deu!" his sigh.

Slowly Naeva cut out the top dress. At a glance his eyes glanced at Abellard, the man was closing his eyes. Naeva had no idea Abellard closed her eyes because she did not want to see a woman's body or because she was afraid to see blood. The girl was just trying to focus on her work.

After cleaning the wound with warm water, Naeva began to attach the crushed leaves to it.

The woman's body reflexes moved in shock. Then there was a groan from his mouth.

"Akh!"

Everyone grimaced at the pain. Moreover, Abellard, her face grimaced as if she felt extreme pain.

Amily hurriedly stroked her brother's hair to fall back asleep.

"Put the leaves on the right" whispered Naeva to Abellard.

The man was silent with his eyes still closed. His hand had grasped the leaves, but he did not move at all.

Naeva, who felt that there was no help from the Comte, whispered again, "this is an emergency, it's okay if you see it, after all, it's just the back."

Slowly Abellard opened one eye. Fortunately, Naeva did not suspect that she was afraid to see blood. A scene like this was truly horrifying to him. But at Naeva's request, he ventured to extend a hand and stick the leaf.

Abellard's sturdy hands seemed to tremble. While his look was so tense. He quickly put the leaf.

"Akh!" The waiter screamed sick.

"Yeah!" Abellard screamed in shock. His body jumped backwards.

Naeva and Amily were surprised to hear the baritone voice of the Count shouting loudly.

"You why?" ask Naeva.

Abellard's handsome face was deathly pale, while her breath seemed to hunt.

"I-I was just surprised," she replied quickly.