When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 95

The men glared at her, “B*tch, why are you looking at us like that?” All alone in the dirty alleyway, she fell deep beneath the sea of her memories. She recalled the moment when Laritte was born.

Uwah! Uwah!

The baby’s cries echoed throughout the region. Back then, she hated seeing the child which was born with the help of her sister.

“My life is over. How can I dance with a child in Iassa?”

“Hey, don’t say that. Give her a hug. She resembles you, sister….”

Olivia remembered what she had said back then, throwing the brown cloth that covered her body.

“Get that child away from me!”

It was a misfortune for both Olivia and Laritte that Laritte was born to her. That was the start of their miserable life. The love child ate up Olivia’s money and time like a hungry hippopotamus. Even if Olivia was a renowned dancer, she couldn’t raise enough money.

In Iassa, dancers needed to make a living, but without a foundation or family, women with pretty faces were chosen. When Laritte was born, Olivia was forced to spend all the pennies she had saved up. Eventually, Olivia moved to a shabby house in the back alley, with only four things in her possession.

A newborn baby wrapped in her discarded cloth, a broken body, and fatigue from insufficient nutrition. And the postpartum depression that stemmed from her despair. Olivia’s depression didn’t subside until her newborn child, Laritte, began to toddle on the floor of her house crawling with cockroaches. Alas, her heart was filled with evilness. When Laritte vomited all that she fed her, she could not contain her anger.

“I had to work hours to buy that grain!”

Olivia had no choice but to lose her job as a dancer. Every morning, she used to search for stores to do their chores and after sunset, she used to go to a brothel. Her despair never left her mind.

“Why don’t you do anything to help!”

the cracked oil lamp, Olivia kept hitting Laritte in the back. While young Laritte wept

life turn out like this? This is hell. Should I give up Laritte? Or are we both going to

Laritte was sent to gather herbs from the mountains. But Olivia wasn’t the only one who hated Laritte for eight

being the third son of a wealthy trading family. The man who owned the brothel used to steal the money

a good mood that day. She smiled after a while as she walked down the dark morning road. It was time to buy some black rice and bread for Laritte and herself.

starve herself and buy a peach, hiding it

hurry. Watching the little skinny girl munching on the peach in a hurry brought a soft smile to Olivia’s face. This was how she raised Laritte even in her

house was opened. Olivia, who had fallen from exhaustion, woke up late to Laritte’s screams. On

“Mom! Mom!”

“Shut up!”

lust in the monster’s eyes. Olivia frantically grabbed a glass bottle. The scene happened in a flash. The

“Mom…..”

shoulders with fear. The little girl was getting more and more beautiful like Olivia. “Why do you look like me! Why!” She was struck with the fear of not being able to protect Laritte next

days she didn’t have Laritte, she wasn’t very sad. But as time passed, she remembered the touch that woke her up in the morning. A small voice, cautiously saying that she had harvested this much herb. Olivia longed for the feeling of Laritte covering

mansion. “Give back my daughter….,” but all she received were kicks

until her leg injury

daughter…… I was wrong…..”

empty hands and limp feet. She grew older, but she was still alive to this date. Olivia’s thoughts came to an end as her mind

you say anything? First, give us all your belongings. Do

has her

after a mother

knights thought they lost their jobs at the Brumayer family because of Laritte. This was why they hated Laritte, and since Olivia looked

remembrance of her past. She wanted to see Laritte. She only had memories of hitting Laritte. She used to scold Laritte, but she never expected Laritte’s forgiveness. She only wanted to see if she lived well.