When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 5

The house was dark and dawn seemed to be far off. Having skipped dinner to take care of her unexpected guest, Laritte was quite hungry.

Ian panicked as he watched Laritte march to the kitchen to have her late night dinner. This lady had slept on the knee of a man she didn’t even know, asked him if he liked stew, and was now walking away.

You would even treat a stranger so well? The sound of chopping vegetables and boiling water told him that she really was making stew. Ian could do nothing more than stay seated by the warm fireplace. Not long after, she came back with…

“It really is stew,” Ian mumbled under his breath

The freshly-made and steaming stew looked so appetising that it nearly made him drool. She made it herself, and although it didn’t look like something fit for a noble, it was still good enough. Laritte tilted her head, not understanding his words.

“So that means there’s such a thing as ‘fake stew?’”

“That’s not….”

He wasn’t able to keep his mouth shut. Somehow, though, he felt like he couldn’t continue speaking with her attitude.

“Excuse me, miss.”

“I’m not a ‘miss’. I got married not too long ago.” Laritte answered neatly.

Ian looked at the inside of the house. Thinking about it, she definitely lived alone. But she says she’s married? What the hell was her husband doing then?

Since he showed no sign of taking the stew, Laritte placed his portion by the fireplace. Then, she stood back up and began eating her portion with a carefree attitude.

The meat and vegetables disappeared one by one into her small mouth.

“What are you doing…?”

“The only chair here was taken by my guest.”

“That’s not what I… Huu, do you know where we are?”

This was Duke Reinhardt’s last remaining property. That’s what he heard the sleazeballs in the back-alley say. So, in his opinion, the uninvited guest here was Laritte and not him.

“Of course. Is this not the Duke’s villa?”

“So you know this is a house without an owner…”

“Sorry, but I’m now the owner of this place.”

question clearly because it seemed like he didn’t understand.

became the Duke’s wife. Therefore, I am now the lady

to others, it was a precious title to her. As

The nanny and his vassals had worked together to pester Ian about his marital status. It’d gotten worse as of late,

about things like how he couldn’t get married because ladies were scared of him. So, as soon as a

name Rose

of her was blurry. They’ve never talked before so he didn’t expect her to be such an oddball.

thinking earlier. What the

with an iron fist, but gave not a single speck of mercy to his enemies. He was a man with remarkable skills on the battlefield and in academics, and was beautiful. It seemed

these reasons that he’d never really been interested in someone before.

That means you…!”

as soon as he raised his head, pain erupted all

Tch!

felt indescribable to him. The man praised for being a swordmaster, reduced to someone stuck sitting

him in

showed neither pity nor ridicule. He felt strange. Ian covered the site of his stab

must know who

to finish his sentence. She was all alone. At first, he thought she was an ordinary miss or lady. 

If that were the case, then

nodded with a wooden spoon in her mouth. Suddenly, she realized there wasn’t even a drop

his eyebrows. He noticed that the subject of the conversation was going in another direction. But the

going to end up becoming a the

guess that’s true. Would you like

asking

returned his stew to this kitchen.

but he was

to do

you have quite

through his shirt

it wasn’t like she’d be able to take back her actions and her sympathy. She hoped that when he got better, he would run away. But she wouldn’t mind hiding him

be better to heal him since he was already in

and knelt down by the chair. Ian didn’t stop her

“……!”

to make him bite down in pain. Ian screamed silently and felt that, with the severity of his

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