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

need

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

for them to

couldn’t come

was tainted

Opps!

soon as 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 to stretch for once

she started walking towards the

chased after

I couldn’t meet you. It’s my fault. But one thing is for sure….. you are the

She was wondering how Ian could trust her.

one of the servants

weren’t in your office, Master, so

The cat!

face, which had hardened, lightened up at

“Really…….?”

had said goodbye to at the villa, had arrived.

warm welcoming voice erupted

we go see her

in different directions, not knowing

that’s not

after

behind her, she thought to herself.

to be a good person as

good family

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

peaceful idea,

Ian would agree with such a relationship

“It’s over here.”

office as the large door opened.

devastated to be the office of

here and there, but the bookshelf was

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

for the cat

“Butterfly?”

cat cried meow from inside

Butterfly sprang out free before

“Meow.”

stay out of

(1.8 meters) away, she slipped

her face with

watching her with

when she did

didn’t even know how to feel ashamed at her own strange

frowned

She was

seemed to

touched

The servant seemed to

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

used to send letters to avoid

carefully removed the

dearest

but he knew it came to

was a number of stories related to

was all the powerless prince could do