The Black-haired Noblewoman, Who Disguised Herself, Seems To Have Been Doted On While Serving As The Caretaker For The Duke Who Dislikes Women - Episode 36

When I touched him with my fingertips, his hand twitched slightly.

“Do you have any pain, sir?”

With my fingertips still touching, I look up at my husband’s face. But when our eyes meet, he suddenly turns away. He seems to have a somewhat troubled expression.

“No. I’m fine.”

“Is that so? Well then, let’s get started. Please let me know if you feel uncomfortable.”

Saying that, I slowly began to knead my husband’s hand, starting from his fingertips. The muscles around his arms, which had been tense from not being used, were said to be hardened to protect his body. Gradually, I applied gentle pressure, moving from his fingertips to his hand, wrist, and further up. And then, just as I was about to touch the area around his joints, it happened.

“I’m fine for today.”

“Huh?”

My husband said that and withdrew his arm. I was bewildered and looked up at him.

“But, my lord… we have only just begun.”

“It’s okay.”

What could possibly be okay?

Clearing his throat, my husband stood up and returned to his desk.

“Um… did it hurt? I’m very sorry.”

When I apologized, feeling a bit down, my husband finally looked at my face.

“No, that’s not it. Rather, your massage was very delicate and felt great. …That’s why it makes it even more…”

“Huh?”

I couldn’t quite catch what my husband was mumbling, so I asked him to repeat it, and he looked away again.

“Anyway, I’m fine for today. Go back to your room and rest. ……Thank you.”

Is it really okay? I think I need to do the massage exactly as the doctor taught me every day……

“Well then, I’ll come by again tomorrow night.”

“Ah. Please.”

Even though I said that, I wasn’t rejected, so they probably don’t hate it that much.

“Huh? You’re done already? That was quick. See you tomorrow, Michelle. Good night!”

“Ah, yes. Good night, sir, Mr. Curtis.”

After all, it might be hard to accept due to their aversion towards women…

As I left the office and headed back to my room, I thought about such things.

No. But that’s not good. The doctor said that proper massage is important to quickly improve the tension and stiffness in your body from wearing the cast for a long time. Alright…… starting tomorrow, even if you’re a bit reluctant, let’s take a little more time and do it properly!

Because it’s for my husband.

I want to help your husband return to his original state as soon as possible.

I was completely consumed with the thought of wanting to be of help to my kind husband.

From the next day, it became a routine for me to visit my husband’s office at night and give him an arm massage.

On the first day, I was quickly told to stop, but from the second day onwards, I was allowed to continue. However, it seems that my husband doesn’t really like this time. Kneeling in front of him on the sofa and diligently massaging, I check each time if he feels any pain or if it’s okay to work on certain areas, but each time, he responds with a small, awkward “Yeah” or “No problem.” He furrows his brow, clears his throat, and sigh

And so, about two weeks passed, and one night, it happened.

When I visited the office that day, Mr. Curtis was not there. Since it was unusual for me to be alone with my husband at this time, I felt a bit nervous. However, as usual, I walked over to my husband and offered him a massage.

“Sir, may I begin today’s massage?”

“Ah. Please.”

When my husband quietly answered as usual, he moved from his desk to the sofa. Following my usual routine, I silently began to loosen my arms.