When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 37

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.

me in the morning?” “Having separate

in need of treatment.

over her body, and there was a body therapy that had

for them to stay separate for

couldn’t come to

was tainted

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 from

her head, she started walking towards

after her.

my fault. But one thing is for sure….. you are the Duchess. That means you don’t need to worry

She was wondering how Ian could trust

one of the servants ran

the cat. You weren’t in your office, Master, so I put

The cat!

which had hardened, lightened up at the

“Really…….?”

goodbye to at the villa,

warm welcoming voice erupted from

see

but in different directions, not knowing the

not the way.”

hurried after her.

her,

be a good person as

a good family

Ian didn’t contact a mistress for an heir since there would be no

peaceful idea, she thought.

agree with such

“It’s over here.”

the office as

to be the

of documents were scattered here and there, but the bookshelf was

to regain its past glory, it would soon be as neat

for the

“Butterfly?”

cat cried meow

impatient touch unlocked the cage, Butterfly sprang out

“Meow.”

how butterflies stay out of human reach.

was six feet (1.8 meters) away, she slipped

her face with

her, watching

how cute she was when she

to feel

frowned in worry.

Butter has gotten a little thin?” “That’s ridiculous. She

to

Ian’s eyes touched the desk.

gold. The servant seemed to

it was from Oscar, the crown prince of the

how Oscar used to send letters to

removed the

my dearest

receiver’s name was not written, but he knew it came to the right

a number

was all the powerless prince could do for his

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