Taking Care of My Husband in a Tragic Novel - Chapter 66
Chapter 66
Before we even asked, the mage already knew what we were here for. However, contrary to our wishes, she resolutely shook her head and said that it was impossible.
“What do you mean you can’t?!”
With our hopes dashed, Bleon asked back in a ferocious tone. I clasped his hand tightly and sent him a gaze to calm him down.
“Yes. I am not a healer. So there is no cure.”
“Then is there no other way?”
Bleon implored the wizard with a desperate voice.
“Hmm… There is one way…”
“What, what way?”
“But… Again, the components are the same.”
At this, Bleon’s pupils shook violently.
“Then, another— any other thing. I’ll give you whatever of mine that I still have, so…”
“There is no other choice.”
“Bleon…”
Perplexed by his reaction, I called his name immediately. I wanted to know why he was asking for another way when already she said there was one. However, the moment I heard that it’s because of the component, I suddenly recalled what exactly he had sacrificed in return.
‘A soul.’
“For what do you need a human soul?”
I asked her directly.
“So you know about it, too. That’s why you came to see me, right? All I can give you is this potion.”
The mage took out a bottle from her pocket and showed it to us.
“Wife…!”
Bleon called me urgently. He could tell what I was thinking right now. He had no soul left to give, so the only way to do this was for me to sacrifice my soul this time.
It was clear that Bleon didn’t want that.
“It’s okay. We can be together.”
“But…!”
I nodded slightly, indicating that I really was okay with this.
“How can that potion save me?”
“This potion is not exactly for treatment. What it does is to bring people back to life.”
“Back to life?”
“Yes. As long as this potion is taken after dying, the dead will come back to life.”
This really was a completely different world from the world I once knew. Still, I didn’t think she was lying. It was because I had already seen the power of this mage through Bleon.
“Are you willing to sacrifice your soul?”
“I’ll do it.”
I answered right away without any hesitation.
“Wife…! No… Why must you also…”
Bleon tried to stop me, his voice laced with fear. But before even coming here, I already made up my mind. This was an easy choice.
I looked at him with determined eyes to show my intention, and then smiled to reassure him.
“Alright. Then, take my hand and I will start the ritual right away.”
I grabbed the mage’s outstretched hand.
Soon, she began to chant an unknown spell. She uttered incomprehensible words for a long time, and then my body became hot and then suddenly cold. And her hand fell from me and the ritual ended.
“Here. Keep this in mind—this potion must be taken within two hours after you take your last breath. After that, as long as nothing unusual happens, you will wake up within a week. Even so, the success of this also depends on the person’s will. Without any will, you will sleep forever.”
Will… What was she talking about? I already have the will… I left the mage’s house with Bleon, not taking the wizard’s words too seriously.
“I didn’t mean for it to be like this… Wife… I…”
There was a lot of guilt in Bleon’s expression.
“I know… Just as you want to be with me, I also want to be with you. We just want to be together, that’s all.”
“Wife…”
Bleon locked me in his embrace. It’s so warm.
As long as I could live in his embrace forever, then I know that I could have done so much more to stay like this, just as he did for me.
* * *
Time passed quickly. I was still sick, and in the days that went by, my breaths grew shorter and shorter.
Even though we already have the potion that the mage gave to us, Bleon grew emaciated as he saw me like this.
Today, as we talked about various things, he felt uncomfortable for a moment as I touched his manhood between his thighs.
“Huhk…”
Bleon let out a shallow moan.
“Are you okay…?”
“It’s okay…”
It didn’t look alright. I could feel his manhood already standing and trying to break through his pajama pants.
Come to think of it, the last time we slept together was when Bleon first came home, and we hadn’t done it since. I knew how he felt when he didn’t hold me, so I was thinking the same way.
“I don’t think it’s okay.”
“It will be fine in a little while…”
Bleon frowned slightly and looked like he was trying to hold back. But he couldn’t stand it anymore, so he sighed and called me.
“Haa, Wife…”
“Yes?”
“I can’t stand it… I will go to the bathroom for a moment.”
Bleon hurriedly got up from bed and put his feet on the floor, but I grabbed his arm.
“Do it here…”
“…What?”
“Just do it here…”
“No. I’ll be in the bathroom-”
“I want to see you.”
Bleon’s eyes, which got bewildered at my words, suddenly filled with sexual desire in an instant.
“…Are you sure?”
“Yes…”
“Haa, okay.”
With that answer, Bleon climbed back to bed. He leaned back on the head of the bed and lowered his pants slightly. Then, the big, long member that was hidden inside came out, protruding.
I sat slightly away from him and looked intently at the upright dark-red pillar. However, in response to what I was looking at, the veins on the pillars throbbed more and more.
I looked up at Bleon with amazement.
“I told you before… Haa, it will stand even if all I do is look at you, Wife…”
Saying that, Bleon began to stroke himself in earnest with one hand. After rubbing back and forth a few times, liquid shone on the tip, and he immediately applied the liquid to the shaft, moving his hands quickly.
“Huuht, haa, huuhk, Wife…”
The way he pleasured himself was bizarre every time I saw him, and it was enough to excite me. I approached him little by little. And took him in my hand.
“….Wife?”
Ignoring him even as he was surprised, I tried to lean down and bring his member to my lips. However, Bleon hurriedly pulled himself back and lifted my upper body.
Looking at him with a puzzled look, I asked.
“Why…?”
“No…!”
“I want to do it.”
“Never.”
“But why…?”
“You’re already having a hard time breathing right now… You can’t.”
“If I get tired, then I can just stop.”
“Don’t overdo it. Later— Later, okay? For now, it’s enough for you to watch me.”
His incredibly stubborn demeanor pushed me back again. But as Bleon tried to raise his pants again, I quickly grabbed his hand.
“Are you going to stop?”
“Yes. I’m done.”
“No you aren’t.”
“It’s okay. I’m okay.”
He was being much too overprotective. Even though I said I was fine, he treated me like I was about to break.
“Bleon. I am not glass. I won’t break that easily.”
“…….”
“Aren’t you going to do it even if I want you to?”
“…….”
“I really want to be with you right now, Bleon. Can’t you hold me?”
“…Next time—”
“There is no next time. Bleon. Today will end today. This day will never come back.”
All I wanted to do was to love him with all my heart, at every moment given to me—to do my best as we cherished each other. And I want to live. I don’t want to live in fear, shaking because of an anxious heart like this.
