The Villain Who Robbed the Heroines

Chapter 279: [Side Story] Lizzy Poliana Louerg - Love and Hate (6)

Ferzen, who held his convulsing daughter, Lobelia, in his arms, laid her on the bed and turned her body to the side.

Then, he soaked a cloth in cold water and gently wiped her body.

Febrile seizures occurring in children under 6 years old can be one of the symptoms that prove meningitis.

Of course, it was not necessarily accompanied, and it was a result that appeared in 24 out of 100 people.

As expected, after about 10 minutes, Lobelia’s trembling subsided and her breathing returned to normal.

Ferzen, who had read information and papers about it since he heard that the child had meningitis, could remain calm, but Lizzy, who didn’t know that fact, barely lifted her body and sat in the wheelchair, entering the room.

“She will be fine now. I will call a doctor to give additional antipyretic injections.”

Ferzen tried to pass by Lizzy, who had approached, and go out the door.

However, Lizzy’s hand, tightly holding his sleeve, desperately conveyed the fear and horror that had not yet subsided to Ferzen.

He tried to say that the seizure had already stopped and there was no need for additional worries, but...

“Fine.”

Ferzen, made the maids call the doctor and stayed by Lizzy’s side.

Later, the doctor who arrived after being called closely examined Lobelia’s condition, mixed antipyretic in the IV fluid, and left the room.

“The doctor also said it was just a single seizure, so try to get some sleep with Lobelia.”

Giving a consolation that wasn’t a consolation, Ferzen squatted down with the ointment he received from the doctor, which was effective for abrasions.

Perhaps injured during the fall, Lizzy’s knees had a blue bruise along with a scab...

Swish.

Ferzen, who gently spread the ointment on it, got up and turned his back.

Tap.

And Lizzy, who was watching Ferzen’s back, unknowingly moved her lips, but in the end, not knowing what to say, she blankly watched the closing door and carefully lay down next to her daughter, who was breathing peacefully.

“Hic, sob...!”

She thought there were no more tears to shed, no more cries to let out.

The sobs of the poor mother lingered faintly in the room.

*****4:25 PM.

Lobelia, who woke up from her sleep, realized that she was being held in her mother’s arms and slowly raised her head.

Her mother, who had fallen asleep with a face full of fatigue, exhaled weak breaths.

Lobelia, who was touching her mother’s face with her small hands, felt strangely sorry and buried her face in her mother’s chest, rubbing her cheeks.

The pleasant smell wafted every time the luxurious cloth covering the soft breasts tangled with her chubby cheeks.

Lobelia, who was melting into her mother’s scent, soon felt a hand stroking her head and pulling her face away.

“Mom... are you hurting anywhere?”

“No... Mom is not hurting.”

Seeing Lobelia, who was relatively much better and wriggling with vigor, Lizzy felt as if her fatigue was flying away, even though she hadn’t slept much.

The more so, Lizzy felt an indescribable sense of guilt and self-loathing, thinking about how much futile stubbornness she had shown.

The joy from seeing her child’s healthy appearance was incomparable to the thrill she felt when Ferzen was suffering.

The flower she had once tried to trample had taken root in her heart and replaced the meaning of life to live for revenge.

Is that why?

Lizzy opened her mouth while stroking Lobelia’s hair.

“Daddy... came by.”

“You can stay the ni... No, never mind.”

She was going to say he could stay the night, but...

She thought that while she had accepted being a mother, it would take more time to accept him as her husband and herself as his wife, separate from that.

“When Lobelia fully recovers... come find me.”

Therefore, Lizzy changed her words.

At a glance, it may seem like nothing, but Ferzen noticed that Lizzy had some kind of resolution in that one sentence...

“Alright. On the day Lobelia fully recovers, I’ll make sure to clear my schedule for you.”

After answering sincerely, he left the room.

*****Ten days passed.

The fully recovered Lobelia no longer stayed only in the annex, and moved her small legs to arrive in front of the office where Ferzen was.

She then asked the maid to open the door for her, but when the maid hesitated with a troubled expression and gave a bitter smile...

“D-Daddy!”

She called out to Ferzen in a rather loud voice.

Euphemia and Yuriel had told Carlea and Linea not to look for their father when Ferzen was in his office, and Ferzen also wanted to concentrate fully when he was working, so he didn’t make any exceptions.

Ding-a-ling.

As if Lobelia was that exception, when the sound of a bell rang from inside, the maid grabbed and turned the doorknob that Lobelia couldn’t reach even on her tiptoes.

Immediately after, Lobelia ran in and familiarly settled on Ferzen’s lap.

“It’ll be time for your nap soon... Won’t your mother be looking for you?”

“Mmm. There’s still time left.”

When those small lips spoke clearly without any hesitation, Ferzen stroked Lobelia’s head as if she were admirable.

“It’s a bit messy.”

Perhaps she came after playing.

Seeing her unkempt hair, Ferzen put down the pen he was holding, took out a comb from his dimensional storage, and skillfully combed Lobelia’s red hair.

Lobelia, humming a tune at the pleasant sensation, wriggled her cute little hands.

Even after Ferzen combed her hair like that, Lobelia, who had no intention of getting off his lap, quietly watched him handle documents while being held tightly by Ferzen.

Although it felt good just to be held in her father’s wide and large embrace, from a child’s perspective, there was a sense of boredom, so Lobelia, who yawned at the approaching drowsiness, nodded off and fell into a deep sleep with her face buried.

Ferzen, who was working, also noticed the change in Lobelia and stopped his hand for a moment, gently patting her delicate back.

Then, he got up, left the office, passed through the long corridor, and entered the room where Lizzy would be.

Perhaps it was because the gaze they exchanged was quite uncomfortable and awkward.

Ferzen laid Lobelia on the bed, watching Lizzy quickly turn her head to the side.

But even though she didn’t say anything, he remembered the conversation they had that day about making time separately when Lobelia fully recovered...

“Lizzy. Will today work?”

He casually asked for her opinion.

Lizzy didn’t answer until the end, but seeing her head nodding slightly, Ferzen left the room.

There was still a lot of time left until evening, but was it an illusion that the sun seemed to set unusually fast today?

As Ferzen walked away like that, he quietly recalled the sensation of Lobelia remaining in his arms.