When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 37

The aristocratic couples who married politically did not often have proper relationships.

So, Laritte thought it’d be a better outcome if she and Ian were friends.

Ian could understand why she chose the word ‘friend’, but it somehow stung him in the chest and made him emotional. Why? He didn’t know.

Unable to read the sudden change in Ian’s features, Laritte continued.

“I thought we could still talk to each other sometimes even after you have a mistress.”

His ears perked up in disbelief.

A mistress?

He had never thought about that matter, let alone imagine it. And he would never do it in this lifetime.

With one corner of his mouth twisted up, he frowned.

“Who dared to let that thing slip out of their tongue? Tell me, and I’ll slice off their tongue.”

Laritte stopped digging the soil with her fingers.

“Aren’t you going to leave me…..for it?”
“It’s not even worth considering. What on earth! Why would you think that?”

He was furious.

“Is that why you distanced yourself from me?”

Ian couldn’t finish when she grabbed him by both shoulders. The dust on her fingers spattered on the hem of his clothes.

But the two of them paid no attention to it.

The stream and the houses in the distance disappeared, leaving only Laritte and Ian. It felt like only the two of them were sitting in a white blank space with no single breeze.

“Then, are you going to have a baby with me?”

Her calm gaze bored into Ian’s.

Immediately, a rush of embarrassment fell over him.

“A-A baby?”

He covered his face with his large hand, hiding his flushed image.

She stared at him, casually withdrawing her hand.

For her, having a baby meant the same thing as connecting two generations. She couldn’t afford to think of anything else. Thus, she wasn’t ashamed of what she said.

“Yes, a baby.”
“Maybe….. later….. if you….. wish to. Anyway…… y-yes.”
“Really? With me? You shouldn’t do that.”

She tilted her head.

Ian’s head snapped at her, the redness draining instantly from his face in shock.

“There’s nothing you can’t do. Rather, it’d be too close.”

The misunderstanding disappeared.

Laritte stood up, watching Ian stupefied.

She grumbled.

separate rooms? Why didn’t you see me in the morning?” “Having separate rooms was the physician’s

was in need of

to apply medicine to the wounds and scars all over her body, and

them to stay separate for a

I couldn’t come to

tainted with

Opps!

completely forgot because he was busy getting suffocated by the storm of work. Day and night, he wrestled with papers in his hands. He even ate and slept in front of his desk. All he did to get up from his seat was to stretch for once or

started walking

after

one thing is for sure….. you are

didn’t seem to believe it at all. She was wondering how Ian

hat, one of the servants

“Yes, you have found me. What’s the matter?” “I returned with the cat. You weren’t in your office, Master, so I put the cage there. Do you want me to

The cat!

which had hardened, lightened

“Really…….?”

goodbye to at

warm welcoming voice erupted from her.

we go see her now?”

walking, but in different directions, not knowing the

not the way.”

hurried after

his footsteps behind her, she

good person as her first ever

had a good family nor a friend.

if Ian didn’t contact a mistress for an heir since

idea, she thought.

Ian would agree with such a relationship or not.

“It’s over here.”

office as the

felt too devastated to be the office of the Duke.

and

glory, it would soon be as neat as it used

for

“Butterfly?”

meow from inside

Butterfly sprang out free before climbing up the bookshelf.

“Meow.”

stay out of human

meters) away, she slipped like

looked up at Butterfly, covering her face with her hand, saying it was safe.

beside her, watching her

was when

to feel

eyebrows frowned in worry.

little thin?” “That’s ridiculous. She was having her fill by tearing up our

plumpness seemed to be

touched the desk.

bound in gold. The servant seemed to have left

it was from Oscar,

used to send letters to avoid

removed the seal.

dearest friend,

name was not written, but he knew it came to the right place.

number of stories related to

prince could do for