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.

Countess and Rose was the beloved daughter of the Brumayer family. She

time, Duke Reinhardt was someone

minor flaw of his had been that he had no interest in any woman

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

was

Duke Reinhardt spent most of his time on the battlefield. Adding to that, he had been killed by a prisoner while preparing to come home from the war. Rose

This wasn’t the end.

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.

why Laritte would be getting married

an unknown mother and was neglected by the Count. Laritte spent her whole life as if

she would spend the rest of her life alone with

she was glad that the bastard child she had seen as a

didn’t even hesitate to hit

you using a sarcastic tone with

turned red. However, no one in the

the option to ‘hit Laritte’ had always been there for her family. Although there were words unsaid, even the maids had never dared to strike

It was then–

Count obediently for seventeen years, had done another unexpected

clenched her slender hand before striking

“Ack!”

has always been you who hits people

needed to obey her. Marrying a ghost of a Duke meant death. It meant being kicked out of this house with nothing. Laritte was sure this family would not give her

“You are absolutely insane!”

at Laritte. The two pulled and yanked on each other’s clothes

you a roof to sleep under, yet you dare

“Kyaa!”

Laritte who was screaming over the carpet and started beating her. He mercilessly stomped on her with his

until she’s on her

was heaving in her fury, unable to control her breathing. Laritte bit the

“Aak!!”

weat ee ike dog swit no mwar! (I won’t let anyone treat me like dog shit no

all of her strength into her

other foot and she fell off of him with an unidentifiable lump of flesh and blood

out as she glared at him with a blue glow in her eyes. Now, Laritte Brumayer was a