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.

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

need of

her body, and there was a body therapy

easy for them to stay separate for a

couldn’t come to see

tainted with

Opps!

the storm of work. Day and night, he wrestled with papers in his hands. He even ate and slept in

her head, she started walking towards

chased after her.

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

all. She was wondering how Ian could trust

of the

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!

had hardened, lightened up at the news.

“Really…….?”

had said goodbye to at the villa, had

warm welcoming voice erupted from

we go see her

different directions, not knowing the exact path to

not

hurried after

behind her, she thought to

be a good person

never had a good

for an

peaceful idea, she

it was unclear whether Ian would agree with such a relationship or

“It’s over here.”

into the office as

too devastated to be the

and there, but

would soon be as

to search for the cat to

“Butterfly?”

meow from inside

touch unlocked the cage, Butterfly sprang out free before climbing up the bookshelf.

“Meow.”

butterflies stay out

she slipped like a ghost when

face with her hand, saying it was safe.

her, watching her with

cute she was when she did things like those.

how to feel ashamed at

eyebrows frowned in

think Butter has gotten a little thin?” “That’s ridiculous. She was having her

seemed to be visible

Ian’s eyes touched

to have left it behind while Ian was away.

it, but it was from Oscar, the

Oscar used to send letters to

carefully removed the

dearest

name was not written, but he knew

was a number of stories related to the Duke.

all the powerless prince could do for his friend.