[R18] My father is a pervert – “My Father Is a Pervert” Chapter 44 [English]

Chapter 41 The Prince is Too Difficult

As the days passed slowly, my daily routine became regular, and the fear of being persecuted was gone, which gradually made me feel energetic.I go to class every day, play with the cat, and take a walk, and my life is really pleasant.We still have dinner with Leon once a week and rarely see each other.

However, just by doing this once a week, I gradually discovered some problems.

Leon’s appetite seemed to be very poor. He picked at the food while eating and frowned, as if he was not eating but being tortured.I used to think that he’s bad face was because of me, but now, I have a new guess.

I still remember eavesdropping on the conversation between Leon’s servants. His diet is quite irregular. In order to complete his training, he often skips dinner.I usually have one hungry meal and one full meal, but the time is uncertain. I guess… I have a stomach bug, right?

In the circle I was in in my previous life, due to the abnormal control over body shape, quite a few people around me got stomach problems, including myself.So I know quite a bit about stomach problems.Ever since I came up with this conjecture, I have been hesitant about whether I should help him, and I am also afraid that my meddlesomeness will bring about bad consequences.Although Leon gave me a kitten, he still didn’t give me a good look, and we basically didn’t talk.As time went by, I even began to wonder if the cat was a gift from him.I thought it was an illusion derived from being too nervous…

It’s time to have dinner with him again.In the silence, I looked at him secretly.He still had a straight face and fiddled with the plate with cutlery in one hand. He was eating very unpleasantly, as if he was forcing himself to eat.And he put his other hand under the table, across his stomach.

I really struggled for a long time, and finally I had a desperate mentality and said, “Your Highness, Your Highness…”

He frowned: “I told you not to call me Your Highness again.”

I choked and thought for a long time. My tone was extremely uncertain, as if I was about to go to the guillotine. I said in a weak voice: “…Brother…brother?”

he didn’t respond, it seemed like he had acquiesced.I breathed a huge sigh of relief and continued to ink for a while before continuing to ask: “Brother…Brother…are you feeling uncomfortable?”

he replied coldly: “Eat your food.”

One sentence blocked my follow-up.I was helpless, lowering my head and not daring to do it again.

After hitting the wall, I had no intention of putting my hot face on my cold butt again.But before falling asleep at night, I tossed and turned in bed, and his frowning look kept appearing in my mind, torturing my conscience.I sat up irritably, startling the cat curled up at my feet, and raised its little head to look at me.

Seeing the little guy that Leon gave me, my conscience was tortured even more. I stretched out my arms to hold it in my arms, and got back into the quilt again. I thought, no matter what, even if he doesn’t give me a good look, after all, he gave me something, I still have to pay him back, right?

The next afternoon I ran to find Anton, the prince’s valet.The information received showed that Leon’s stomach was indeed not very good, but he was already angry because he was not old enough to go to war. Now he couldn’t listen to others saying that he was not in good health. Even if his stomach hurt, he still insisted on training and his diet was still as irregular.Because he is extremely resilient, even Anton doesn’t know how severe his stomach pain is.Anton did say to ask a doctor to come and take a look once, but Leon scolded him angrily, so no one dared to mention it.

I was shocked and scared after hearing this.It’s surprising that at his age, he can hold on so well.What I’m afraid of is that even the people close to him will be scolded by him. If I come up to him and say that he is sick, he won’t be able to beat me?

I retreated into the room angrily, but when I saw the cat playing with me so happily, my conscience ached and I had to run to find a doctor.

After investigation and research, I believe that Leon’s stomach problem is not serious yet. He is still young. Now that he has started to pay attention to his diet and take some medicines, it is very likely to be cured.So I ran to find Anton again and discussed with him how to treat the prince.When Anton heard that the prince was required to eat regularly and take medicine, he was frightened and hurriedly refused.He said that the prince had doubled his training these days, and he only wanted to practice hard and go to the battlefield.If you want him to eat regularly, you have to interrupt his training. Who has the courage?

I smiled bitterly.It’s true that if I don’t go to hell, who will?

Anyway, the prince doesn’t like me very much, so let me break the rules.I specially ran to the kitchen and designed a special recipe for Leon.At noon, I carried a tray of food and staggered to the courtyard where he trained.Sure enough, as soon as I stammered out my intention, Leon flatly refused: “I will eat it after training! Go away!”

I didn’t dare to tell him that he already had a stomach problem, so I tried to persuade him a few more times, but he got really angry and yelled at me to get away. I was so scared that I ran away.Complete defeat in the first round.

I had anticipated this outcome and was not discouraged.He is just a bad-tempered person, but he won’t really do anything to me.So I kept up my efforts, and at noon the next day, I went to find him again with my lunch in hand.

One day, two days… I kept fighting and failing, and the time I endured his anger became longer and longer.And Leon’s face became darker and darker, turning a blind eye to my existence.When he finished his training, he didn’t eat my food, he just walked past me and asked Anton to arrange a meal for him.After getting such a result, I could only continue to smile bitterly, eat the cold food myself in line with the principle of not wasting it, and then carry the dinner plate to the courtyard to stand in the yard the next day.

The so-called martyr girl is afraid of pestering her husband, although this description is not quite right… No matter what, if I continue to pester him like this, there will always be some breakthrough, right?

We were in a stalemate like this for more than half a month. In the end, I didn’t know why I rushed to treat his illness, and I had almost no hope that he would give in. Going to the courtyard and spending time with him had just become a habit. Even if I didn’t get any results, I was not willing to give up like this.Anyway, I don’t have anything else important to do, so just spend it.

On this day, as usual, I ran to the courtyard with my dinner plate.Leon kept his handsome face as always and just focused on practicing.Time gradually slipped away, and I dug my toes into the stones on the ground in boredom. Suddenly, all the light around me was blocked, and a shadow enveloped me. I looked up blankly and saw Leon standing in front of me, with the light behind him, and his blue eyes were like icebergs that were thousands of years old, shining coldly.

“What do you want?” he Sensen said to me.

I didn’t expect that he would pay attention to me, and I was confused for a moment.After panicking for a few seconds, he remembered to answer: “I… I just want His Highness to eat on time. This is good for your health…”

“My health is very good!” he interrupted me: “Go back! Don’t come back to hinder me again!”

“I…I…” After spending some time with him, I actually managed to withstand his anger, and I could still speak despite his scolding: “I know that His Highness is in good health, and eating on time is just for…precaution…and this is a recipe specially designed for His Highness, which is more suitable for your situation…”

“I have no fucking situation! I don’t need you to come here to show your courtesy! Get out?!”