When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 84

Laritte was in bed, suffering from pain. She was colder than when Seta visited her. She couldn’t even open her eyes. Her illness had completely worsened. She then felt a cold towel being placed on her forehead. She felt like a hot potato being immersed in ice water.

“……Irene?”

Laritte voiced the maid’s name between her breaths. But it wasn’t the maid. On the first floor, she was frantically wandering among the patients.

Without letting out a word, Ian stroked his fingers along Laritte’s cheek. Her face, which he hadn’t seen for several months, was sullen. He didn’t move out to see this. He was heartbroken. It was so sad, he couldn’t even cry.

Laritte couldn’t open her eyes. With her head buzzing, she could only move her lips, “Irene, what…. time is it…..?”

How long has it been since Seta came?

She fumbled again, her grip on the dagger loosening. The more she thought about it, the more it felt like a dream. It was absurd to think that a dragon disguised himself as a human and enjoyed spending time in the human world from the beginning of time.

When the dagger was stuck between the bed and the wall, she started looking for Irene again.

“Irene?”

“……”

This gentle touch must have been Irene’s, but she could hear nothing from her. Or had Laritte lost her ability to hear? She wanted to check but her body didn’t comply.

She turned her face away, unable to drink a few

But apparently, he did not utter anything, and it seemed this had to be

I think I was dreaming,” she stammered. “In the dream……,” Ian waited but for a moment nothing came out of her lips.

she was stupid. Was it for her own sake that Ian got farther away? Seta’s explanation in the dream was so plausible that it sounded funny. A dream was a product of imagination created by living things. ‘I miss Ian

would soon forget. Even after spending time with her friends and on her horse, she was left wondering why Ian had left her. After all those months of wondering, it was finally reflected in her

course it wasn’t a dream. Laritte was completely mistaken. However, her conclusion was

I like

special from the fact that he was the first family who did not use violence.

even punished her previous family for the absurdity she had suffered from them. It was only natural that her heart fluttered several times, but she did not realize that she was in love. She had never felt the emotion

was soaking a new towel in the basin when he froze. What he

Of course, she wasn’t someone to be ashamed of what

speak anymore. Shocked, Ian jumped up and the wooden basin

“Laritte! Laritte!”

pale face. Luckily, she was still breathing.

didn’t care if there was a God. If those last words became Laritte’s last will, he was ready to accept hell.

little. It felt like her whole body was being crushed with lead. Now she couldn’t even move her mouth. Ah, she would never know why Ian left. It didn’t matter if her heart wasn’t conveyed. Even

on her lips. Ian had leaned down to kiss her. A tear fell on her pale, cold skin. His tears ran down Laritte’s cheek and wet her pillow. He hurriedly fell back, worried if he held the kiss a second longer, it would cause her

the sword, but there was no way for him

that she loved him the most, but she couldn’t answer aloud. It was too

Thanks to him, when morning came and the winter birds rushed past the window, Laritte felt somewhat better.

no one in the quiet room. Only traces of someone caring for her remained. She didn’t even think to brush away her silver locks that were pouring down her eyes. Her mind was