When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 63

Chapter 63

It wasn’t long before Oscar started his dinner with Ian and Laritte.

Crown Prince Oscar’s elegant hands in showing his table manners to match the manners of nobility.

He washed his hands with warm water in a wooden basin and wiped his mouth with a towel.

His methods were neat.

But Oscar didn’t pay much attention to what he was doing.

Because his eyes were focused elsewhere.

“Let me check if the water temperature is appropriate.”
“It’s okay. It’s not that hot.”
“Does the towel feel uncomfortable to your hands?”

Ian’s concerned voice.

Oscar felt disturbed, so he spoke up.

“Stop, Stop it! Ian!”

The couple was sitting opposite him.

Ian, who was taking care of Laritte, blinked at Oscar as if he knew nothing.

Oscar could see how overprotective Ian was getting.

“What’s the matter?”
“You put so much effort into it. The Duchess must be annoyed!”

According to Oscar, this was nothing other than love.

‘I can’t believe how you say you don’t love her, though! Everything is so very obvious.’

Laritte responded by wiping her mouth herself.

“I know I’m lazy, but I don’t want him to do these things for me. He has been acting very weird lately.”

Oscar knew Laritte would naturally agree.

Weren’t they friends?

Of course, Oscar was an old friend of Ian.

But, Ian wasn’t such a strange person before.

It was amusing to see how the Duchess was unaware of Ian’s feelings, too.

Ian spoke up in his defense,

“Your Highness doesn’t know. It’s getting hard to say how frequently Laritte is getting into small accidents these days.”

The Crown Prince could not have known if the maids didn’t even notice such things.

In the first place, it could not be stated as a conspiracy due to which Laritte was suddenly experiencing her bad luck.

Oscar felt

wanted to know more about

his visit would end in a few days just with greeting

dessert was presented at

grey peach

peaches over the earl grey sheet were giving off a pleasant scent.

a spoon to taste Laritte’s

and safe.”

worried about being

how Laritte’s sudden

behavior before he moved on from

Laritte began to

But after a while,

as Laritte

some water.” “That’s

down the

deep

felt swollen

“Cough! Cough!”

for air to breathe. Her pale skin turned

up from his chair as he felt something off.

“Laritte?”
“Ian, I……”

also got up, staggering

say something but leaned against Ian’s arms as if

it because of

to think

time since

used to people dying in

felt

Why?

“Laritte, Laritte!”

slightly trembling hands supported Laritte’s

in the room was calm. Oscar directed the

the cook

turned to Ian,

is she allergic to peaches?”

problem eating the

was only one possibility. It was an allergic reaction.

to the peach cupcake on the

before.” “It might be possible that she suddenly developed

time, the chef arrived.

nettle in the kitchen?” “Ah, we have some!” “Boil it and

helped Ian to

Ian muttered,

keep happening

pounding against

matter what the situation was, Ian was always strong enough

he

Oscar soothed Ian,

lost consciousness. It’s just hard for her to breathe. She’ll get

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