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.

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

need

and there was a body

for them to stay separate for a while.

I couldn’t

tainted with

Opps!

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 to stretch for once

started walking towards the mansion.

chased after her.

for sure….. you are the Duchess. That means you don’t need to worry

at all. She was wondering

hat, one of the servants ran up

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

The cat!

face, which had hardened, lightened

“Really…….?”

she had said goodbye to at the villa, had arrived.

nodded. A warm welcoming voice erupted from her.

go see

walking, but in different directions, not

not

hurried after her.

footsteps behind her,

to be a good person as her first

never had a good family nor a

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

peaceful idea, she

whether Ian would agree with such a relationship or not.

“It’s over here.”

first into the office as the large door

to be the office of the Duke.

here and there, but the

glory, it would

too busy to search for the

“Butterfly?”

furry cat cried meow

cage, Butterfly sprang out free before climbing up

“Meow.”

how butterflies stay out of

(1.8 meters) away, she slipped like

looked up at Butterfly, covering her face with

watching her with interest.

was when she

even know how to feel ashamed at her

eyebrows frowned

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

and plumpness seemed to be visible only to

touched the desk.

seemed to have

on it, but it was from Oscar, the crown prince of

Oscar used to send letters to

removed the

my dearest

written, but he knew

brief greeting was a number of stories related to

all the powerless prince could