Bettor Mr. Nobles
Chapter 53

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There was a knock on Abellard's door.

The count looked at him for a moment. Then turned back to look at Naeva who had completely fallen asleep. The man pulled his hand which was still hugged by Naeva slowly then gently stroked the girl's head.

His weak body then stepped towards the door while rubbing the rough face of his remaining tears.

He stood behind the door for a moment, took a deep breath and opened the door slightly.

"Marya?" his sigh upon seeing his mother's benevolent assistant.

"Pardon Monsieur, I heard from the Doctor, that Mlle Gaulle was ill. Is that true?"

"Yes, Maria. Has the doctor finished my request?"

"Already Monsieur, he's on his way here. May I see Mlle Gaulle?"

"Of course, please come in." Abellard opened the door to her room wider.

And Mary stepped in with a worried look. His mouth immediately called out the name of his Lord when he saw Naeva sleeping under the blanket.

"Oh Mon Deu, what a pity this kind-hearted girl." Maria sat down next to Naeva and touched the girl's forehead. Stroking his head with a heart of pity. "Why do bad things always go after her?" said worried.

"He .. suffered because of me" said Abellard bitterly.

Maria looked at her foster child was concerned.

"Every relationship has its conflicts, Monsieur. The conflict will further strengthen love, if the couple is willing to improve and make reference. To better understand each other, keep and believe."

Abellard pinched her forehead while sighing. "Yes, that's what I didn't do. I just hope Naeva understands me" she replied.

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The door of the room that was still open was knocked back. And the Doctor stood in the doorway carrying his medical equipment.

"Come on Doctor," Abellard greeted the man with an impatient look. "What did you find? The drink must be mixed with sleeping pills, right?"

The doctor approached the Count who was standing next to Mary. "No, Monsieur. But that kind of thing, too. This drink is mixed with herbs that make the consumption hallucinate. Maybe some kind of poisonous mushroom."

"Halusination?" abellard muttered with a frowning forehead. Naeva thinks her hand is her mother.

"Wouldn't Naeva be given medicine?"

"No need, Monsieur. After Mlle Gaulle awakens, the hallucinatory effect disappears on its own."

"How can these strange potions now be in this castle?" anxious Maria.

"I'm sure this was Lord Alfred's doing. Since his arrival with his sister it's all been a mess!" Abellard clenched her hand. Lord Alfred must have had no good intentions for Naeva. He could not imagine what would happen if Alfred managed to take Naeva and did the .. oh, Mon Deu! He can't imagine it. His blood seemed to boil to the brain.

"Maria, please take care of Naeva. I have to do something!" he said with a growling voice. Then he stepped out wide to get out of his room.

"Where are you going, Monsieur?" Mary became worried to see the look on the count's face full of anger.

But the young man no longer heard it.

Maria looked at the doctor. "Doctor, please follow Monsieur Comte. I'm afraid nothing will happen."

"Good, Ma'am. I'll follow him."

The Doctor hurried to follow Count Abellard who continued to step towards the South Tower.

Duk duk

It was like that he heard the sound of the shoe treads of Count Abellard who stepped wide and full of shock. Until he was caught chasing her.

Once in front of the lower floor room of the tower, the door was immediately pounded with its clenched hands.

Buk buk buk!

The wooden door sounded hard.

"Monsieur Comte, calm down ...." The doctor tried to calm her down behind him.

But the count did not stop one bit.

The doctor was worried. The man looked neat until sweating on the forehead, because he did not know how to calm the young man with the title of Count. He had never seen Count Abellard so angry.

Then the door of the room opened. And Lord Alfred appeared with an angry look.

But the British man had not yet thrown his curse, the fist of Count Abellard had floated strong and hit his face.

Buk up!

Lord Alfred fell on the floor. Because his horses were unprepared to take such a powerful blow.

The doctor was surprised. Then hurried to hold Abellard's arm. But with an unusually strong force, Abellard pulled his arm and went back to hunt down Alfred who was still sitting on the floor.

His fists shot back and ....

Buk up!

***

A battered-looking man was gripped on the collar of his shirt and dragged towards the hall by a handsome, ruthless-looking man. Once in the room, the battered man's body was thrown on the floor.

"Oh, Mon Deu! What happened to my brother?!" A girl who was none other than Lady Angelia immediately ran over.

Mme Aamber who was walking with him also approached with quick steps. His face looks pale. This was the second time Abellard had beaten someone to such a pulp. The first time was when Abellard was 18. His son beat up a man he loved.

"Abellards! What are you doing?!" angry shouting.

"Monsieur Count! Why did you beat up Alfred?!" Lady Angelia rested next to her brother who fell on the floor with a grimacing face in pain. Then help Lord Alfred get up and sit leaning on him.

"You okay?"

Lord Alfred smiled as he wiped the corner of his bloody lips. The man again grimaced feeling the pain on his face.

"I'm fine. Monsieur Comte just misunderstood me" he replied.

Abellard stood upright staring at Alfred's play with both hands folded in front of her chest.

"Abellard, what's the reason you beat up Alfred?" Mme Aamber looked at her son furiously.

Abellard looked at her mother. "He's a criminal, Mere. He's a cowardly man who has poisoned others."

"I didn't poison him! It's not poison!" sambar Lord Alfred is fast. Unknowingly he has admitted indirectly that he did put something into Naeva's drink.

Abellard laughed cynically as well as contentedly. "Finally you confessed too!"

Lord Alfred suddenly realized his folly.

"I .. I didn't mean it that way. I'm ...."

"Mere," Abellard cut off as she turned to her mother. "People like this don't deserve to be at our place. Why didn't Mere throw him out now? He is Mere's guest, so Mere is responsible for expelling him. But if Mere doesn't act, I'll kick him out of here!"

"What did Lord Alfred do?" mme Aamber did not understand her situation.

"She had mixed Naeva's drink with a potion that could cause hallucinations, and she planned to take Naeva to her room. It's like an animal!" Abellard's voice sounded snarling.

Mme Aamber and Lady Angelia looked surprised.

"Alfred? Why are you doing that?!" lady Angelia's Sentak. "You're just dropping our dignity by going after that poor woman!"

Abellard snorted as she shook her head at Lady Angelia's comment. The girl blasphemed others, not her brother who did the deception.

While Mme Aamber was silent, not knowing what to say because the actions of his son of iron were indeed outrageous and disgusting.

"You need to get out of here as soon as possible!" abellard told Lord Alfred. Then turn around and walk away.

"Countess, please don't kick my brother out of here. Please forgive him!" Lady Angelia pleaded with teary eyes.

Mme Aamber took a deep breath. "I can't, Lady. Lord Alfred must be punished. His actions are a crime."

Lady Angelia looked so disappointed.

But it looks like Mme Aamber will not change his decision. The middle-aged woman then turned to look at Alfred. "Lord Alfred, for a while my advice is that you should go somewhere else for a moment. Because if you go home to your parents' castle under such circumstances, your parents will get angry and your sister's marriage may fail."

"I don't want to! Whatever happens I must marry Count Abellard. I don't want to go home as a woman who failed to marry!" roung Lady Angelia crying.

For the first time, Mme Aamber looked at Lady Angelia with a displeased look. The girl looked selfish, spoiled and unethical in her eyes.

***

Morning's approaching.

Naeva opened her eyes slowly and found herself in Abellard's room. And the man was sitting with his eyes closed on the chair beside his bed.

The girl blinked her eyes for a moment. Remembering what happened last night. All that was recorded in his mind was a dinner and then he felt dizzy.

Did he faint last night so Abellard brought him here?

The girl slowly rose from her sleep. But then his hand immediately held a head that felt pulsating.

"Oh, O Allah ..." he sighed.

What happened to this head? Is it possible that blood pressure is dropping?

Naeva turned to Abellard. The man was still asleep in a sitting position. Maybe Abellard's been guarding him all night.

Naeva's heart was still upset with Abellard. But his eyes wanted to stare longer. Abellard's expressionless handsome face looked like a perfectly sculpted statue of a god.

"Am I really handsome?" The question came out of Abellard's mouth, which she thought was still asleep. Like feeling Dejavu, Naeva recalls the memory of Abellard coming to her senses from fainting after helping her fall into a ravine. The man also pretended to be asleep and asked the same thing.

Naeva immediately threw her face in the other direction. "You ... it sucks!" the answer.

Then rushed down from Abellard's luxurious bed and stepped away without saying anything.

Pace ....

His hand was gently reached by the Count.