“Come on in.” He said coldly, and she also sensed the ire in his tone.
Isabella held her breath and opened the door.
His thick eyebrows arched upwards as if he didn’t expect her to return.
“I am perfectly aware that I don’t need to meddle with your decisions,” Isabella said as she placed the tray which carried the teacups on the table next to his bed.
“—But I can’t just pretend I don’t know. I think your stomach is upset because of me. Here. This tea will aid your digestion. If you drink this, you’ll feel better afterward.”
He stared at her silently while slowly reaching out for the teacup.
Isabella was a little relieved to see him drinking tea.
Duke Kyar seemed pleased as he stared at her while draining his teacup.
Then, an intelligible word came out of his mouth.
“What?” She asked, bewildered, and Duke Kyar’s face turned red all of a sudden.
“I was annoyed earlier.”
Perhaps he couldn’t bring himself to apologize twice, so he coughed low as an excuse to stop talking immediately.
“No, I don’t think you would have liked to take the medicine if I was the one who gave it to you. Understandably, you couldn’t trust me after what I did in the past.”
She thought it was all her responsibility, so she wasn’t offended at all.
“—but the antidote will be effective, so you just have to take my word for it and take it. After this, you can probably get rid of the false emotions you have of me.”
Duke Kyar put his teacup down and stared at her.
Why is he looking at her like that?
“After drinking this antidote you made for me, what shall I do if my feelings remain the same?” Duke Kyar appeared anxious.
“As I said before, there is no chance that it will happen. I’ll make sure to create the antidote well.”
“No. Whether or not you have finished creating the antidote, what if my feelings continued even after taking it? What if the emotions I felt for you due to the love potion weren’t fake, but it was a real one, instead?”
Isabella slowly blinked since she couldn’t comprehend what Duke Kyar was talking about.
From what she had understood so far, what the Duke had told her was—
Did he mean that he was interested in me?
“That emotion can’t be real,” Isabella told Duke Kyar firmly. “I’m sure of it.”
Why are you so sure?” He muttered, and his tone seemed a bit slightly subdued.
“I just know that it isn’t possible.”
“Can you take responsibility for what you have said?
Why is this man so strangely suspicious?
Isabella sighed and nodded.
Perhaps, he simply didn’t trust the antidote she made.