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.

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

was in need of treatment.

all over her body, and there was a body therapy that had to

was easy for them to

I couldn’t come to

was tainted with

Opps!

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

she started walking

after her.

But one thing is for sure….. you

seem to believe it at all. She was

the

You weren’t in your office, Master,

The cat!

which had hardened, lightened up at the news.

“Really…….?”

said goodbye to at the

A warm welcoming voice erupted

see her

different directions, not knowing the

not

after

footsteps behind her,

good person as her first ever

never had a good

a mistress for an heir since there would be no one

idea, she thought.

Ian would agree with such a

“It’s over here.”

office as the large door opened.

devastated to be the office

and there, but the bookshelf was

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

she was too busy to search for

“Butterfly?”

furry cat cried meow

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

“Meow.”

butterflies stay out of

away, she slipped

Butterfly, covering her face with her hand, saying it

stood beside her, watching

cute she was when she

feel ashamed at

frowned in worry.

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

rich fur and plumpness seemed to be visible only to his eyes.

touched

to have left it behind while

it was from

used to send letters

carefully removed the seal.

my dearest

not written, but he

this brief greeting was a number of stories related to

all the powerless prince could do for his

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