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.”

raised. Laritte answered his question clearly because it seemed

Therefore, I am now the lady of

was a precious title to her. As the owner with the rights to this

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

married because ladies were scared of

name

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

earlier. What

care of his people 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 like the world revolved around him.

been interested in someone before. It was quite embarrassing for him to have realized this woman’s identity

That means you…!”

his head, pain erupted all over his body. Ian relaxed

Tch!

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

him in

were as clear as the blue sea showed neither pity nor ridicule. He felt strange. Ian covered the site of his stab wound with his calloused hands and

know who I am.”

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

were the case, then she must know

even a drop left in her bowl! It was completely empty. When had she eaten all of her

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

that too easily? You’re going to

that’s true. Would you

asking

big, so Laritte returned his stew to

his mouth but he was

you going to do with

pretty sure you have quite the cut on your stomach.”

his shirt from the cut. Laritte wished for

and her sympathy. She hoped that when he got

thought it’d be better to heal him since he was already in this

chair. Ian didn’t stop her

“……!”

screamed silently and felt that, with the severity of his wound,

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