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.

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

was in need of treatment.

apply medicine to the wounds and scars all over her body, and there was a body therapy that had to be conducted

for them to stay separate for a while.

couldn’t come to see

tainted with dirt.

Opps!

night, he wrestled with papers in his hands. He even ate and slept in front of his desk. All he did to get up

started walking

chased after her.

thing is for sure….. you are the

seem to believe it at all. She was wondering how Ian could trust her.

one of the

the cat. You weren’t in your office, Master, so I put the cage there. Do you want me to bring it

The cat!

which had hardened, lightened up

“Really…….?”

to at the

nodded. A warm welcoming voice

go see her

walking, but in different directions, not knowing the exact path to his

that’s not the way.”

after her.

footsteps behind her, she thought to herself.

seemed to be a good person as her first

never had a good family

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

peaceful idea,

agree

“It’s over here.”

the office as the large door opened.

to be the office of

of documents were scattered here and there, but the bookshelf

it would soon be as neat

busy to search for

“Butterfly?”

cat cried meow from inside

impatient touch unlocked the cage, Butterfly sprang out free before

“Meow.”

butterflies stay out of human

away, she slipped like a ghost when Laritte tried

up at Butterfly, covering her face with her

stood beside her, watching her

how cute she was when

how to feel

frowned in worry.

think Butter has gotten a little thin?” “That’s ridiculous. She was having her fill by tearing up our

and plumpness seemed to be visible only

touched the

to have left it behind while

it was from Oscar, the crown prince of the

send letters to avoid

carefully removed

To my dearest friend,

but he knew it came to

was a number of stories related to the Duke.

powerless prince could do