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.

you see me in the morning?” “Having separate rooms was the

was in need of treatment.

and

was easy for them to stay separate for

I couldn’t come

tainted with dirt.

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

head, she started

after

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

it at all. She was wondering

his hat, one of the servants ran

matter?” “I returned with the cat. You weren’t in your office, Master,

The cat!

lightened

“Really…….?”

she had said goodbye to at

warm welcoming voice erupted from

see

began walking, but in different directions, not

not the way.”

after

his footsteps behind her, she thought

person as her

had a good family nor

didn’t contact a mistress for an heir

peaceful idea,

agree with such a relationship

“It’s over here.”

stepped first into the office

felt too devastated to be the office of the

here and there, but the

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

to search for the cat to look

“Butterfly?”

furry cat cried meow from inside an iron

cage, Butterfly sprang out

“Meow.”

stay out of human reach.

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

up at Butterfly, covering her face

her, watching

cute she was when she did things

even know how to feel

frowned

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

to be

eyes touched

to have left it behind while Ian

it was from Oscar, the crown prince of

to send letters to

removed

my dearest friend,

name was not written, but he

a number of stories related

powerless prince could do

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