HWDM 95🔒

Summary:
“You’re just my exclusive healer, aren’t you?”

She finally got the chance to erase her past and live as a noble lady!
The condition? Completely cure the critically ill duke.
She planned to get paid and leave this country for good.

But from the very start, the duke refuses treatment.
The more he resists, the more stubborn the half-healer Reyna becomes.

Excerpt:

“There’s a limit to how much I can let slide.”

The low, cold voice made it clear he wouldn’t go easy on her just because she was a woman.

As she was healing his chest and moving her hand toward his abdomen, Kalis couldn’t hold back anymore and grabbed Reyna’s wrist roughly.

“Ahhh!!”

Even in his critical state, his strength was overwhelming.

“L-Let go of me!”

Reyna tried to shake off his grip, but he didn’t budge. She glared at him, panting, while Kalis looked completely unbothered.

“I told you not to heal me.”

“If you keep this up, I won’t sit still either!”

Reyna bit down hard on the back of his hand.

“Ugh…!”

The absurd attack caught the duke off guard, making him groan. The “God of War,” Kalis, never imagined someone would actually bite him.

As his grip loosened, Reyna quickly pulled her wrist free and placed her hand on his abdomen.

The healer lifted her chin defiantly, while the man stared at her with a look that seemed to say, ‘What kind of woman is this?’

A gentle breeze rustled past, brushing between Reyna and Kalis.

His long fingers, which had been caressing her cheek, froze for a moment before one corner of his lips lifted into a playful smile.

“Do you know how much of a mess you look right now? You were bawling just now, so your eyelids are all puffy, your eyes are red, and there’s a scab on your lip where you hurt yourself.”

He pointed precisely at the corner of her lips.

Despite his teasing, Reyna didn’t feel bad at all. Instead, she felt laughter bubbling up.

With a small smile, Reyna said,

“I’m glad you’re the only one who saw me like this, Your Grace.”

At her reply, the duke’s fingers, which were lingering near her lips, gently lifted her chin. With a gaze hazy like dawn mist, he whispered softly:

“Reyna… I like you.”