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.

you see me in the

was in need

to the wounds and scars all over her body, and there was a body therapy that had to be conducted during her sleep.

easy for them to stay separate for a

couldn’t come to see

tainted with dirt.

Opps!

with papers in his hands. He even ate and slept in front of

head, she started walking

chased after

sorry I couldn’t meet you. It’s my fault. But one thing is for sure….. you are the Duchess. That means you don’t need

She was wondering how

hat, 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

“Really…….?”

had said goodbye to

warm welcoming voice erupted

we go see her

in different directions, not knowing

that’s not

hurried after

behind her, she thought to herself.

to be a good person as her

never had a good family

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

peaceful idea, she thought.

would agree with such a relationship

“It’s over here.”

first into the office as the large door

to be the office of the

scattered here and there, but the bookshelf was empty.

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

she was too busy to search for the cat to look around the office.

“Butterfly?”

furry cat cried meow from inside an iron

the cage, Butterfly sprang out free before climbing up the

“Meow.”

butterflies stay out of human

Laritte was six feet (1.8 meters) away, she slipped like a ghost when

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

beside her, watching her

cute she was when she did things like

feel ashamed at her

eyebrows frowned in

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

fur and plumpness seemed to be visible

Ian’s eyes touched the desk.

seemed to have

it, but it was from Oscar, the crown prince of the Empire.

Oscar used to send

carefully removed

my dearest

not written, but he knew it came

a number of stories related

prince could