When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 7

When Ian was young, his mother Selena had nothing to do ever since she began to take care of herself and Ian at the villa.

The Duke also couldn’t serve as a caretaker to her, and no one came to the cottage in the mountains.

Selena, who liked to be in a calm atmosphere from the beginning, was satisfied with him.

She would knit often. She could hold the wool all day long.

Young Ian would often run around the villa and come in exhausted.

He would hear the sound of noodles squirting as it boiled down the stove while falling asleep.

Turning her head, Selena would start to knit while sitting on the rocking chair.

Ian, who collapsed after not being able to speak to Laritte, had a dream.

He went back to face his ‘enemy’ who used to live in the villa with his precious mother.

“Did you wake up?”

As Selena said that, Ian blinked and shifted his upper body on the bed.

He felt like he had forgotten something, so he peered at both of his hands and saw a little child’s fingers.

‘I am sure they were a lot bigger than this.’

“I’m going to have breakfast. Betty said you have been working hard.”

Selena put down what she was knitting and raised Ian up.

He felt a sense of Déjà vu but soon followed her.

The villa where he stayed as a child was as colorful as a peacock without a speck of dust.

But there was also a cozy side.

A clean, soft-colored wallpaper, that could be seen under the light of an electric lamp, while walking along the corridor….

“Are you going to eat here? You could have let me send it up.”

“Good morning, Master.”

“Did Master sleep without washing up again?”

The employees, who followed to serve Selena Reinhardt, were usually energetic and active.

It was the result of the generosity of the Duke of Reinhardt at that time.

Selena was quiet and fragile. Betty was afraid that she might lose her energy sooner than expected.

In addition, Selena took good care of the employee.

“Can you serve my breakfast and Ian’s?”

“Yes, madam! There’s an amazing smoked dish. There was a meat festival down there, and I brought the best quality from the market.”

Cough cough

“Oh, Betty. You don’t have a cold, do you?”

She was a woman who would worry if a maid was sick or not.

She was elegant and smooth, and she did not require much formality.

That’s why the employees would often forget that their family was the second most powerful house after the royal family.

them for always

was a time like this.

medicine needed for Selena’s rapid deterioration

snow,

all over his body, they took care of him like a family. It was that much of

madam. I had something stuck

sick, you can tell me. What if you ignore

here, madam! Even though it’s getting cold, there is a hostess who is like the

the table, guided by

the maid, approached Ian.

has sent a letter saying that she will arrive at the villa

cut up the meat and put it in his mouth. Then he raised his head.

Selena talked first.

wonder if she has more grey hair when she

must have gotten up early. Does this worry you

“I’m fine, mother.”

popped out on Ian’s mind

seemed like his head was getting heavier.

have gray

something grazed his mind.

she over

was a silver-haired

the time seemed to have

wondered if she was uncomfortable with

who was

tried to recall the woman’s name. She said she was his

still a child. What wife?’

up from her seat.

Betty asked,

you

feel very well today. I will go sit on the second

eating well for days already…”

Ian to eat

up to the second floor with the rest in

favorite rocking chair. Where is

the rocking chair was in his room and

Selena was sitting there.

finished your meal yet?”

worried about

am a fragile grass. It’s

climbed onto the bed and looked over Selena. She was sitting on the rocking chair

doesn’t seem to be getting sick.’

is taking care

down on the bed, with his mind at

ceiling filled his view. The light seemed brighter as if someone

his eyes at it and prayed

Please,

Mother and the servants last

***

Ian woke up.

to that of his dream just now, but he couldn’t win back those tens of

turned into a cold winter

shedding

was sad, but because of the great heat that his head sent

water and wiping the area around

“You’re up.”

with her usual calm tone.

“I….”

cough cough

tried to answer, but his throat was swollen and it was hard for him to speak.