Duke, Please Stop Because it Hurts

Extra Chapter (2)

When the initial awkwardness finally dissipated, the two of them showed no signs of breaking apart at all. In fact, even Robert who originally came over to meet Molitia became engrossed in playing with Irit.

Even without speaking out loud, the pressure on Robert must have been considerably so. The sudden adoption from the Marquis and people’s sudden expectations might have already been weighing down onto the child’s small shoulders.

Molitia watched over the children playing in their own genuine peer group. When beads of sweat began forming across his face as he gradually grew tired, she called them over to the table without intruding as much as possible, except for a moment of teatime.

When the perspiration formed on his face and became tired, she called them to the table and did not interfere as much as possible, except for having a small teatime.

Molitia was happy just to watch over the children running around without having to worry much.

It seemed like the children were already fulfilling themselves as they had to be satisfied with only lying on their beds while barely looking over the window during these youthful times before.

Enjoyable times went by really fast. Robert’s time to return home had come even earlier than expected. Irit, who still remained a child, displayed a lot of disappointment, but Robert couldn’t really change the schedule.

“I’ll be back again next time.”

Contrary to his polite words, Robert’s face was utterly filled with regret as well. Not to mention, Irit’s face which was greeted right from the opposite side.

“Is that right?”

“Yes, of course.”

In the end, Irit, who couldn’t flee from the saddened look, started approaching before he hugged Robert. Robert paused as those small hands were hugging a body that was much larger than himself.

A lovely warmth seeped through an arm before Robert began reaching out slowly and hugged him face to face.

A warm house. Robert would never forget this place for a long time.

Even after Robert ascended the carriage, Irit who had been waving his hand ceaselessly, finally stopped once the carriage started moving. The child’s behavior soon became calm once again.

“Let’s go inside, Irit.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Molitia pulled along the child’s hand, which seemed to be somewhat powerless. While holding their hands together, Irit’s droopy expression was hardly expected to return back soon.

‘I wonder if he’s quite disappointed.’

She stroked the child’s small head gently. Surprisingly, the child only nudged quietly into his mother’s arms.

‘It’ll be alright soon enough.’

It wasn’t the first time Irit had done this. Even when he had his first friend before, he was a child who looked back several times all because he couldn’t bear having separated. Molitia quietly wore a calm smile.

However, in contrast to Molitia’s expectations that everything would get better soon, Irit was still in low spirits that lasted quite a while.

Even though she gave him his favourite snack, he was a bit nervous and even the time he spent by playing around had become very dull.

He even heaved a sigh while staring blankly over the window from time to time. It was not until Molitia had heard it from his nanny did she finally realize that her child’s behavior was rather different from usual.

“Well, Mother…”

Just around the time during the evanescing sunshine, Irit visited Molitia’s bedroom. Amidst Molitia’s bedroom that was almost like a couple’s bedroom, she was just closing up her reading book before looking at Irit.

“Irit?”

The reluctant child was still hesitating even though he had already approached Molitia. The child, who wriggled his finger a few times, soon decided to put forward to Molitia with a firm look.

“I wish for something.”

“What is it that you’d like?”

Molitia appeared surprised at Irit’s unfamiliar choice of words. It was a child who had never voiced his desires in his life before.

Of course, he was rich with the material provision from the Duke, but she couldn’t hear it even more so since the mature child had cleverly hid his greed.

Such an Irit had wished for something. Molitia felt that her heart was swelling up with expectations as a parent.

“What is it that my son wishes to have? Tell me.”

“Will you listen?”

Molitia gave a calm look at the child’s rather serious behavior.

“If I heard it and believe that it is what you need then.”

“That’s…”

Despite his determination, Irit still kept on hesitating until he actually spoke out. Irit, who had been swallowing those words repeatedly with his round cheeks, slowly opened his mouth in a hesitant voice.

“…I want to have a brother.”

“A brother?”

Molitia’s eyes became wide open—surprised by the unexpected response.

“I wish I had someone like Robert!”

When he saw his mother’s round eyes, Irit quickly held onto her skirt with an urgent expression. Desperation had already been engraved on Irit’s face.

“Well, I think I can study much harder as well as do my homework with him.”

As she peered at the child who was busy explaining the benefits of having a brother around, Molitia only looked perplexed.

She didn’t know if she should laugh or act serious at that moment?

She listened to the child while pressing her lips down as she burst into laughter.

“Irit.”

When she called out to the child, his eyes filled with anticipation as he looked at her. Molitia gently swept away the child’s hair that was just as soft as warm sunlight.

“That’s not something that I can do all by myself.”

“I-I’m asking too much, aren’t I?”

“It’s not like that.”

Eventually, Molitia, who could no longer stand her child’s loveliness, embraced Irit softly.

Even though he said that he was now five years old and wouldn’t really like to be in his mother’s arms anymore, he still had an irresistible charm for a five-year-old.

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