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

Reinhardt

had no interest in any woman

day and night to fulfill their daughter’s request, and at last the

there was

on the battlefield. Adding to that, he had been killed by a prisoner while preparing to come home from the war. Rose had only just

This wasn’t the end.

butler brought forth evidence of the Duke Reinhardt’s

Brumayer family was cleared of those charges. However, the Brumayers had already received a huge sum of money from the marriage contract. Count Brumayer wished to expand his business, and in order to

he had to send a bride. But

would be getting

spent her

would no longer be tormented by her half-sister. Instead, she would spend the rest of

that the bastard child she had seen as a speck

didn’t even hesitate to hit Laritte who spoke

you using a sarcastic tone

cheek turned red. However,

Laritte’ had always been there for her family. Although there

It was then–

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

her slender hand before striking Rose right on the

“Ack!”

not the lowly one here. It has always been you who hits

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

“You are absolutely insane!”

pulled and yanked on each other’s clothes before the

to sleep under, yet you dare touch your sister?!

“Kyaa!”

and started beating her. He mercilessly stomped

that wench until she’s on her

unable to control her breathing. Laritte bit

“Aak!!”

mwet anywann weat ee ike dog swit no mwar! (I won’t

strength into her jaw

violently stomped on her head with his other foot and she fell off

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