Married To The Mad Vampire Lord novel Chapter 214

Chapter 214: What was needed to keep the child

Rav bowed and grabbed the doctor and his equipment and left the room, leaving the master and his wife alone.

Rohan leaned down and helped Belle sit up on the bed with an additional pillow propped behind her for support. The sheet slipped down her torso, but he grabbed it and secured it around her breasts, allowing her to pin it under her arm. He did everything without saying a word, and Belle also didn’t speak.

He took a spoon and began to feed her the hot, thick gravy soup that was steaming and oozing a delicious aroma. She opened her mouth as he brought the spoon toward it and took her first mouthful. She chewed the little meat in it and swallowed, and before he brought another spoonful to her mouth, she asked,

"Where did you get the food from?"

The basket did not only contain various meals but fruits as well, and he hadn’t been gone for more than ten minutes when he returned with the basket. He couldn’t have gotten it from the inn, as the soup tasted too rich to be something made in a place like this.

He made her eat another spoonful before he replied in a nonchalant voice, "I went into the first mansion that comes after this inn and got the food."

Belle almost choked on the soup at his words. "You mean you... you stole them?" she asked, her eyes widening, only to see him chuckle in a relaxed manner that brought back his normal aura.

"Tsk, tsk. If I say yes, are you going to stop eating?" he asked with an arched brow as he brought another spoonful to her mouth, where she hesitated for only a heartbeat and opened her mouth and took it in.

"No. You went through the trouble of stealing it so I could eat—it would be a waste of effort if I don’t eat them. Plus, I am hungry and our baby needs it," she muttered in mirth, patting her belly.

But when she noticed his eyes go down to her belly again and his smile shook, she knew she shouldn’t have brought up the baby, as it seemed like a sensitive topic her husband had not yet gotten over or mended with yet.

He looked up at her with another spoonful of soup as he said, "I wouldn’t consider what I did stealing." He told her with a smug smile, "I charmed the lady of the mansion into giving me the food and everything you see in the basket," he said, then explained how he had used his sharp senses to trace the first house that had finished making breakfast.

He’d knocked on the door with the intention of compelling the homeowner and taking food back for his wife—only for it to turn out that the human lady who opened the door was too smitten by his looks and welcomed him into the house without even knowing who he was.

"What is a fine man like you doing out in the cold?" she had asked, as she told her butler to see to it that he get a coat. But Rohan had stopped that attempt and asked her with a smile he knew would be hard to resist,

"I would prefer each hot food of what you have for breakfast rather than a coat, madam. I can smell it from a mile away."

He had expected the woman to send him out of her property like a sensible person would, so he could come back and compel her into doing as he said. But it turned out his assumptions about humans’ sense of danger were indeed non-existent. They would do anything for a handsome, lonely man. Tsk.

She had smiled, her eyes glued to the parted slit in his robe where his chest was revealed to the eyes of anyone who cared to watch his well-built chest and stomach, and then gave the order to her butler,

"Get the picnic basket and put everything we have for breakfast in it for this fine man. Is there anything else you would like? If you want, we have many spare rooms that you can—"

"I will take the breakfast," he had told her with a grin that seemed to dazzle her and brought a blush to her face, which further amazed him. This was the first time he’d come close to talking like a normal person to any human apart from his wife.

He wouldn’t have even come here if it had been possible for him to buy a healthy breakfast for his wife this early in the morning, and he did not want her to have anything made in the shabby inn. Even as the butler went to attend to the woman’s order, her eyes had still remained on that part where his robe did not cover, with a drooling expression, and he further charmed her with another smile when she looked at him.

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