Mason asked with eyes wide open as if they were about to pop out.

If he said they didn’t know, he was ready to run straight to the Viscount to report. That the young master had gotten pregnant somewhere, and it wasn’t even a proper relationship. He looked like he would chase after them immediately, shouting to look at this pitiful state where he couldn’t even get help from the alpha.

Valentine shook his head, seeing the expression that said he wouldn’t overlook it anymore now that everyone knew, even though he had let it slide yesterday.

[Don’t worry, he’s supposed to come today.]

Hearing those words, Mason began Valentine’s full examination with a relieved expression. As a bonus, he left after checking his heartbeat and blood pressure with a stethoscope and giving various nagging advice.

So Valentine was waiting for Reynard while ruminating on the morning’s events.

No, to be precise, he was waiting for his pheromones.

He was desperately waiting for the pheromones that would save him from the overwhelming nausea.

“I heard he arrived earlier, why isn’t he coming…”

It had been over an hour since he heard from Dawson that the Dennox Grand Duke’s carriage had entered the mansion. Yet he still hadn’t arrived.

‘To think I’m really pregnant….’

It felt like being hit on the head with a hammer again by Mason’s affirmation this morning.

Until yesterday, he had heard about the pregnancy in an excessively chaotic state full of fainting, so it didn’t feel real. So yesterday passed vaguely without time to seriously think about the pregnancy, but today was different.

The family doctor of the Viscount’s family and the doctor of the Grand Duke’s family. It was a pregnancy confirmed by three examinations from two doctors. It was an undeniable fact.

Valentine stroked his belly with his hand inside the white blanket, immersed in a strange sentiment.

“They say a baby is growing in here…?”

It was really unbelievable.

To think that a child would come into his short life so quickly….

‘I’ve just become an adult, and I can’t even handle myself yet….’

The reality that had rushed in was so overwhelming that he felt like crying. Just when he thought he had finally avoided the engagement with the 3rd Prince and escaped the path of ruin from the original story to become free, to be pregnant….

And why was the morning sickness so severe…. The situation where he couldn’t even drink water properly was making Valentine feel even more overwhelmed by the pregnancy.

This feeling of constant nausea even when staying still. It was similar to the feeling of drinking a bottle of vodka on an empty stomach and then hanging upside down from a tower with a rope tied to your ankle, swinging back and forth like a pendulum. Of course, he had never actually experienced that, but the feeling couldn’t be much different. It was like riding a roller coaster from his past life ten times…. Valentine realized for the first time that a person could suffer in such a twisted, painful way. The dirty feeling of all the world’s smells entering his nose….

‘To think such diverse and disgusting smells existed in the world….’

Moreover, even the pheromones of his father and Dalton, who visited in the morning out of concern, felt nauseating. If Mason hadn’t explained that it was characteristic of pregnant omegas to feel uncomfortable with alpha pheromones other than the child’s father, even from family members, Valentine would have thought he had developed another problem.

Moreover, the fact that external stimuli and morning sickness felt even more severe as soon as he realized he was pregnant was also tormenting Valentine.

‘Why didn’t anyone tell me that pregnancy was this hard…?’

He swallowed his tears while burying his face deep in the pillow.

He desperately needed Reynard’s pheromones. It was frustrating that there wasn’t even the sound of footsteps in the corridor, wondering when on earth he was planning to come.

‘If he came to our house, he should come to save me first….’

This selfish nature of wanting to live first, throwing away all procedures and everything else because a person is in a critical state and almost dying…. But morning sickness is that terrible, so let’s try to understand Valentine who we’re secretly peeking at.

Knock knock knock.

Speaking of the devil, a welcome knocking sound was heard from outside the door.

“Young master, Marquis of Valkyries has come to visit.”

“Tell him to come in….”

Valentine permitted the entry of the awaited person into the bedroom with a voice that sounded almost dead.

“Reynard….”

The alpha with a huge build that filled the doorway of his room was visible behind the bed curtains. Valentine called his name gladly.

By now, the proposal that wasn’t really a proposal from yesterday had been erased from his mind. For now, only the desire to absorb his pheromones and ease his uncomfortable stomach that couldn’t even drink water was boiling over.

“Valentine.”

Their voices calling each other’s names crossed the room.

Today again, dressed in a formal gentleman’s suit in dark gray that matched his eyes, Reynard strode over and pulled back the curtains draped over the bed.

Finally, the alpha’s hand came to save the omega fallen into the swamp of lamentation.

It was a step of unwavering confidence, expecting him to be in here from the start. The agility in finding his pregnant omega was indeed befitting of an experienced hunter.

What Reynard saw as soon as he pulled back the bed curtains was a rabbit curled up in its burrow. Valentine was lying face down, buried in the blanket, with only his head peeking out.

He naturally sat on the bed and gently removed the blanket covering the pretty face. Reynard kissed Valentine’s forehead, white as snow jade, and recited affectionate words.

“My omega, why are you so weak?”

At those words, Valentine’s eyes filled with both resentment and sorrow. Tears welled up and his lips protruded, forming a walnut under his chin. He was so wronged and pitiful that he didn’t even notice Reynard naturally claiming ownership by calling him ‘my omega’.

‘We made the baby together, so why am I the only one suffering?’

His lips automatically protruded like a duck’s bill and his nose stung.

“Morning sickness….”

“Hm?”

Reynard brought his face closer to understand the ant-like voice that had come out again. And he listened carefully.

“The morning sickness is too severe….”

After the trembling voice gave the correct answer, he finally burst into tears.

To the cry that burst out like “Hueng” like a grieving child, the alpha with a pregnant omega instinctively gathered all the kindness in the world and poured it out through his mouth.

“Oh dear…. Come here, Valentine. I’ll hold you.”

With those words, he excavated Valentine from inside the blanket. He lifted him carefully as if taking out a precious treasure and held him in his broad embrace.

“Shh…. Don’t cry. Was it very hard?”

And he gently kissed the face of the omega who had entered his arms. He naturally wiped away tears with his lips, and kissed the sorrowful tip of the nose that looked like it might show clear snot. And while stroking his back with his large hand, he whispered.

“Does your stomach feel very bad?”

“Yes….”

“I’ll rub your back like this. Does it feel a bit better?”

Imitating a woman gently soothing a crying child that he had seen in passing sometime, he gathered all his kindness to reassure his omega. And he showed off such overflowing affection.

‘I am your sanctuary and the one who protects you.’

The alpha’s instinct boasted kindness to the omega without calculation.

“Give me more pheromones.”

Valentine, who had been inhaling the pheromones, said urgently. While in Reynard’s arms, he buried his nose deeper into the pheromone gland on his neck.

As if responding to the request, Reynard released even stronger soft emotional pheromones.

“Ahh….”

Indeed, Dr. Mason’s words were right.

Valentine felt his churning stomach and throbbing headache quickly disappear as he absorbed the alpha pheromones of the child’s other father. Because of this, he inhaled Reynard’s pheromones even more desperately through his nose. He also touched his face and neck with his white hands to absorb them through his skin.

Valentine was so desperate for the comfort given by his pheromones that he clung and stuck to someone he had thought difficult.

Reynard also buried his nose near Valentine’s neck and inhaled the omega’s pheromones that had become even softer.

“Couldn’t you eat anything at all?”

Valentine nodded at the words spoken while gently stroking him.

As soon as he heard that answer, Reynard rang the bell to call a servant. He requested an easily digestible meal, and Dawson quickly returned with a mobile tray loaded with foods that had little smell and were easy to eat.

Reynard naturally sat Valentine on his lap and held out a spoon of clear consommé soup. Valentine saw this and tried to escape, flailing, but was quickly stopped by the alpha’s strong force.

“Now, now, stay still.”

“Th-this is too much!”

“Come on, open your mouth.”

“I’m not a child! I have hands too!”

“Then use those hands to touch me. You used them well earlier.”

Since you’re not a child, you can use them well like that, right? Reynard said, pointing to Valentine’s hands that had been constantly touching his neck and hair until the food arrived. His eye smile was uncharacteristically seductive.

Thus, Valentine ended up being fed like a baby eating baby food against his will.

The alpha’s pheromones rapidly eased his stomach. Thanks to this, as a few spoonfuls of food started to go in, he felt extremely hungry and began to boldly demand this and that, saying he wanted to eat this or that. And naturally, the alpha who heard this became excited again and fed him various things like a mother bird feeding a baby bird, stuffing the omega’s stomach until it became round and plump.

“Phew…. I’m full now.”

Valentine said, leaning his head on Reynard’s broad shoulder and rubbing his stomach.

He said “I surrender” as if he couldn’t eat anymore, but in fact, all the dishes were clean empty to the point where there was nothing left to feed even if he wanted to eat more. He had had the most satisfying meal in recent days and eaten his fill.

With a satisfying full meal, a comfortable stomach, gone headache, and affectionate pheromones warmly enveloping him, drowsiness gradually poured in. Valentine surrendered to that feeling and completely relaxed his body, leaning on the alpha.

Reynard watched with a satisfied face as he slowly blinked his eyes. Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly moved his body.

“Just a moment.”

With a whisper, he took out a small velvet box from his embrace.

He kissed Valentine’s forehead and began to speak in a serious voice.