When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Prologue.

“You will marry the duke, Laritte Brumayer.”

The older man had adopted a habit of the previous head of the house, tapping on his desk with his finely crafted quill as he spoke. Laritte stared at the gloved hand holding the quill.

Memories from her childhood rushed to her head, for Laritte feared those white gloves. Any mistake she made resulted in a beating.

“Are you listening to me?”

“Of course, father.”

She replied to the Count in a clear, meek tone with no hint of malice. Her half-sister, Rose, stood behind the Count and observed the situation.

She burst into a fit of laughter.

“Did  you ever dare to dream that you’d become the duchess? You’re an illegitimate child… be grateful to father.”

Laritte, who’d only been watching the Count’s hand, finally looked up. Her strange yet sparkling blue eyes stared at Rose.

Rose hated those eyes. Those eyes were of a color that did not belong to the Brumayer family, and yet they felt so piercing.

‘Laritte will answer obediently, as she always has.’

That was the type of person this illegitimate child was. No matter what Rose did, in the end, Laritte would always respond obediently. She was like a straw doll with no choice but to remain in its house, even if that meant it would be torn and broken by its cruel owners.

But this time, Laritte reacted differently and retorted in a clear yet soft tone,

“Of course. Thank you, father. The Duke I will marry has been robbed of all his wealth, accused of treason, and has died on the battlefield. How can I dare to be devastated about my marriage to such a ghost Duke?”

For the first time, the doll rebelled against its owners.

Rose’s eyes widened, expression panicked. Laritte laughed at her.

‘Are you shocked?’

They really believed she’d continue to act stupid though she no longer had any obligation to be obedient to this family.

This was it. Laritte Brumayer’s life would soon end. Because, just as they said, her marriage was a lost cause.

Rose, who was a year older than Laritte, was originally marrying the Duke.

child Laritte, Rose’s mother was the Countess and Rose was the beloved daughter of the Brumayer family. She fell in love with the Duke at first sight and

Duke Reinhardt was someone

that he had no interest in any woman before his marriage. But Rose was sure she could melt

to fulfill their

there was one

preparing to come

This wasn’t the end.

forth evidence of

of money from the marriage contract. Count Brumayer wished to expand his business, and in

uphold the contract, he had to send a bride. But the

why Laritte would be getting

born to an unknown mother and was neglected by the Count. Laritte spent her whole life

half-sister. Instead, she would spend the rest of her life alone with a dead

an ounce of guilt for her sister. Rather, she was glad that the bastard child she had seen as a speck of dirt would be

hesitate to hit Laritte who spoke back to

sarcastic tone with me? You lowly

the furious Rose, Laritte’s cheek turned red. However, no one in

there for her family. Although there were words unsaid, even the maids had never dared to strike Laritte

It was then–

Laritte who had lived under the Count obediently for seventeen years, had

her slender hand before striking Rose right on the

“Ack!”

has always been you who

ghost of a Duke meant death. It meant being kicked out of this

“You are absolutely insane!”

other’s clothes before

to sleep under, yet you dare touch your sister?! You know nothing about

“Kyaa!”

dragged Laritte who was screaming over the carpet and started beating her. He

beat that wench until

unable to control her breathing. Laritte bit

“Aak!!”

ee ike dog swit no mwar! (I won’t let

her strength into her jaw as

off of him with an unidentifiable lump

him with a blue glow in her eyes. Now, Laritte Brumayer was a