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.

see me in the morning?” “Having separate rooms was the physician’s

in need of

her body, and there was a body therapy that had to be conducted

easy for them to stay separate

reason I couldn’t come

tainted

Opps!

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 or

started

chased after

is for sure….. you are the Duchess. That means you

She was wondering how Ian could

his hat, one of the servants ran

your office, Master, so I

The cat!

face, which had hardened, lightened up at

“Really…….?”

had said goodbye to

nodded. A warm welcoming voice erupted from her.

see her

began walking, but in different directions, not knowing

that’s not

after her.

to his footsteps behind her, she thought to

to be a good person as her first ever friend.

had a good family

if Ian didn’t contact a mistress for an heir since there would be no one

idea, she thought.

Ian would agree with such a relationship or not.

“It’s over here.”

stepped first into the office

felt too devastated to be the office of

documents were scattered here and there, but the

regain its past glory, it would

busy to search for the cat to look around the office.

“Butterfly?”

cried meow from inside an iron cage.

impatient touch unlocked the cage, Butterfly sprang out free before

“Meow.”

stay out of human

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

Butterfly, covering her face with her hand,

stood beside her, watching her with

was when she did things like those.

know how to feel ashamed at her own strange words.

eyebrows frowned in worry.

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

seemed to be visible

touched the

in gold. The servant seemed to have left it behind while Ian was

it was from

to send letters to avoid

removed the

my dearest

but he knew it came

was a number

prince could do for his