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.

me in the morning?” “Having separate rooms was the

was in need of treatment.

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

easy for them to stay

couldn’t come to see you……..”

tainted

Opps!

he sat in his office, he 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

head, she started walking towards the mansion.

after

thing is for sure….. you are the Duchess.

at all. She was

one of the servants ran up to them.

the matter?” “I returned with the cat. You weren’t in your office, Master, so

The cat!

face, which had hardened, lightened up

“Really…….?”

goodbye to at the villa, had arrived.

welcoming voice

see her now?”

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

not the way.”

after her.

footsteps behind her, she thought to

be a good person as her first ever

good family nor a friend.

for an heir since there would be no one to oppose their friendship.

peaceful idea, she

would agree with such

“It’s over here.”

the office as

too devastated to be the office

here and there, but

its past glory, it would soon be as neat as it used to be.

to search for the cat to look around the

“Butterfly?”

cried meow from

Butterfly sprang out free

“Meow.”

like how butterflies stay out of human

slipped like a ghost when Laritte tried to touch

face with her

beside her, watching her with

how cute she was when she did things like those.

even know how to feel ashamed at her own strange

frowned in

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

to be visible only

touched the

gold. The servant seemed to have left it behind while Ian

sender had a servant’s name on it, but it was from

Oscar used to send letters to avoid the Queen’s

carefully removed the

my dearest friend, 》

he knew it came to

a number of stories related to the

powerless prince could do for his