When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 90

Inside the dark closet, Ian put a hand behind Laritte’s neck. There was only one piece of maids’ uniform inside the closet. It brushed past his hair as he leaned down and hugged Laritte. He seemed to be committing a very dangerous crime, merely by hugging her.

The space was narrow, so they had no choice but to stick their bodies together. ‘Okay, I finished my goal for today,’ Laritte thought. ‘It’s going very smoothly. Everything is going according to plan.’ They held thirty times until the thirtieth day of dating. Today was the thirty-first. The day they stepped into the next level, that is, the hugging stage.

Laritte was satisfied. While she recalled the contents of the book of dating advice, Ian was also immersed in his own thoughts. She said they had to hug and kiss for thirty more days. Then wouldn’t it be okay to kiss?

At that time, Olivia’s faint voice was heard in the hallway outside. “There was something here…..,” she groaned as she approached the closet. Ian and Laritte held their breath. Olivia’s shadow obscured the light coming through the crack of the door. Ian and Laritte exchanged looks. ……If they were caught doing terrible things.

Laritte still had her head raised. Ian had leaned down to hug her, but the space was so tight that she had to lift her heels. Still, she was timid to put her head on his shoulder. She glanced at Olivia’s shadow passing by.

She carefully moved her hand, relying on her senses. Ian also felt her touch. Why was she holding his hand? He could hear his own breaths now. “L-Laritte?”

“Shhh,” Laritte quieted him. She put her heels back on the floor, leaning on Ian’s chest. This position was more comfortable. But then, Ian was more likely to have a heart attack. He froze, their hands interlocked……

Eventually, Olivia left again. Ian and Laritte made sure she was nowhere around. Then, Laritte opened the door, after a while of fumbling to find the handle on the wooden surface of the door. She escaped the narrow closet first. Ian asked when she stepped into the hallway. “Why the hand…..?” Laritte had an indifferent expression as if it was obvious.

“Yes? We’re dating, can’t we even hold hands?” It was obvious. But Ian was still curious.

“Did the book say anything like that?” Laritte took advice from a book to make her first date a success. Ian also Ackles and followed her obsession, but she was suddenly straying away from the path the book led.

Even Laritte couldn’t understand him. “Of course, books are the best guides.” The author was an excellent orator, so it became more influential as the chapters went on.

on her face. Wasn’t it strange to be obsessed with

natural. Besides, the book didn’t forbid holding hands on the thirty-first day so it was fine. Rather, was it him who was obsessed with books and tried to be affectionate through books? While the book kept its faithful

have dinner together after a while.” With that, Laritte left with the light sounds of her footsteps echoing through the hall. She had never hummed before, so she only flashed a faint smile. She saw her reflection on the knight armor kept at the side of the hallway. Good! Her relationship was perfectly ordinary. She could finally understand how people dated in the world. She had never

alone in the closet. When Laritte left, he shut the door back and fell into a deep silence. He

mansion today. Everyone felt the same. The maids prepared the meals, voicing their complaints about

she a little too shameless? If it were me, I wouldn’t have stepped into the mansion out of shame! Of course, I wouldn’t have abandoned my child

She wanted to yell at Olivia, who wandered around the mansion like it was her home, but she controlled herself. The Duke and Madam must have their reasons.

and it

the maid insisted, but Ava draped the apron over her short, fleshy

their clothes. One of them was on

there would be a maid uniform. She was horrified at what she saw. Ian was still there…. “Oh my gosh!” Ava lost her balance. Ian, who had been sitting alone inside the

absurdity. “What the hell are you doing here? You

carefully checked his condition before leaving. Ian went out into the hallway, his face dry.

her lifeline was shrinking. All dragon artifacts in the Duchy

the dragon’s part used to make those objects, the amount of time they protected Laritte was different. Some worked for a week and some for hours, but it wasn’t helping. Humans had little information on mana. He was impatient because of the

the frame with his fingers. Day by day, his mood changed for the worse. He was all happy and smiling one moment, and the next, he would

anything as long as

finally found Ian standing from

something more annoying,” he murmured grimly. He turned his eyes away from the ‘annoying’ object. He had

man with the highest position in the Empire of Iassa, the leader and the master of all, had a headache. It was due to the meeting that was held every Wednesday morning in the First Imperial Grand Conference Hall. He held a letter in his hand, contemplating his