The Male Lead I Raised Is Obsessed With Me — Chapter 3

EVEN THOUGH I NURSED HIM ALL NIGHT,

HIS FEVER JUST WON’T GO DOWN...

I CAN’T LET THIS GO ON.

BELLA!

YES, MADAM!

WE NEED TO CALL A DOCTOR.

MAKE THE ARRANGEMENTS RIGHT AWAY!

A

D-DOCTOR...?

BUT... WE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH MONEY

TO PAY FOR ONE...

RIGHT... WE CAN BARELY EVEN AFFORD FIREWOOD...

BELLA, SOMEONE'S MANAGING THE HOUSEHOLD RIGHT NOW, AREN'T THEY?

YES. SINCE THE BUTLER IS AWAY, MR. PRUG IS IN CHARGE FOR NOW.

Really?

THEN GO TELL HIM SOMETHING FOR ME.

TELL HIM THE DUCHESS WANTS TO SEE HIM.

HMM, MADAM.

DIDN'T MR. TREON EXPLAIN THINGS TO YOU?

THERE'S NO NEED FOR YOU TO PLAY THE ROLE OF DUCHESS.

JUST MAKE YOURSELF COMFORTABLE.

AS FOR EVERYTHING ELSE~

WE'LL TAKE CARE OF IT OURSELVES.

YOU'LL TAKE CARE OF EVERYTHING?

IS THIS WHAT YOU CALL TAKING CARE OF THINGS?

YOU LEFT MY HUSBAND IN A COLD, DARK ROOM FOR OVER THREE DAYS,

AND EVEN THOUGH HE WAS BURNING WITH FEVER, YOU INSISTED WE COULDN'T AFFORD A DOCTOR!

HOW EXACTLY IS THAT "TAKING CARE OF EVERYTHING"?

TH-THAT'S...

BUT WHAT CAN WE DO WHEN THERE'S NO MONEY...?!

WE SIMPLY DON'T HAVE ANY!

Phew! It's hot!

HE WAS BRIEFLY MENTIONED IN THE ORIGINAL NOVEL.

RIGHT, I REMEMBER NOW.

"PRUG REMPEL.

HE WAS A SERVANT WHO EMBEZZLED THE INHERITANCE LEFT BY THE MALE LEAD'S FATHER,

CAUSING THE MALE LEAD TO SUFFER TERRIBLY THROUGHOUT HIS CHILDHOOD.

Dead~

OF COURSE, THE MALE LEAD EVENTUALLY MAKES HIM PAY DEARLY FOR IT.

HIS EMBEZZLEMENT IS THE REASON WHY THE CASTLE'S FINANCES ARE IN SUCH A TERRIBLE STATE.

BUT CONFRONTING HIM NOW WON'T SOLVE ANYTHING RIGHT AWAY...

TH-THEN WHAT ABOUT HIS GRACE?!

IF HIS FEVER DOESN'T GO DOWN...!

THERE'S NO NEED TO WORRY SO MUCH.

THE YOUNG MASTER IS STRONG. I'M SURE HE'LL PULL THROUGH.

...SO, BASICALLY,

AS LONG AS WE HAVE MONEY, WE CAN CALL A DOCTOR, RIGHT?

Well... THAT'S RIGHT...?

FINE. I UNDERSTAND.

Well...

THAT NIGHT—

WHAT?! WE CAN'T CALL A DOCTOR BECAUSE WE HAVE NO MONEY?

AND HE'S SUPPOSEDLY STRONG ENOUGH TO PULL THROUGH ON HIS OWN?

UGH, I'M SO MAD!!

WITH ALL THOSE EXPENSIVE RINGS COVERING HIS FINGERS ON BOTH HANDS,

AND CLOTHES FLASHIER THAN A POP STAR'S,

HE HAD THE NERVE TO SAY WE HAVE NO MONEY?!

OF COURSE THERE'S NO MONEY! HE'S HIDDEN IT ALL AWAY FOR HIMSELF!

JUST YOU WAIT! I'LL SEARCH EVERY INCH OF YOUR ROOM AND FIND ALL THE MONEY YOU'VE STASHED AWAY...!!

BUT...

WHERE AM I?!

I'VE GOTTEN LOST!!

THIS STUPID CASTLE IS RIDICULOUSLY HUGE FOR NO REASON!!

IT'S NOT LIKE WE CAN PULL OUT THE BRICKS AND SELL THEM!!

A MOUSE... WITH A GOLD COIN IN ITS MOUTH?

WAIT... ARE YOU GIVING THIS TO ME?!

WHY...

DO YOU WANT ME TO FOLLOW YOU...?

AND SO,

AN ADVENTURE BEGAN INSIDE THE ENORMOUS MANSION—

Wh-Why is it so cramped in here?!

Aah! Spiderwebs!!!

HOW MUCH FARTHER ARE WE GOING...?!

IT'S SO DUSTY...

IS THIS... THE ATTIC...?

THAT LITTLE BRAT!

I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST A USELESS ORPHAN! WHY DOES SHE KEEP STICKING HER NOSE INTO EVERYTHING?!

DOES SHE THINK SHE'S ACTUALLY THE DUCHESS?!

PRUG?!

...SHE COULDN'T HAVE CAUGHT ON TO ANYTHING, COULD SHE?

NO, NO. THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE. THAT BRAT'S ONLY BEEN HERE FOR BARELY TEN DAYS.

SHE'D PROBABLY GET LOST JUST WANDERING AROUND THE CASTLE!

Darn it!

HOW DID HE EVEN KNOW I GOT LOST--

OH, NO—!!

WHAT...? IT WAS JUST A MOUSE.

HONESTLY, THIS OLD CASTLE HAS WAY TOO MANY MICE.

THIS WON'T DO. I'D BETTER HIDE THIS SOMEWHERE SAFE...

WHERE DID HE HIDE IT?

IT SHOULD BE AROUND HERE SOMEWHERE...

Found It.

Trea-sure!