When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

 

In order to hold it steady, he stitched the fish to a small branch.

 

In the meantime, the bucket was overflowing with water.

 

Laritte caught the bucket before it got drifted away with the current of the lake.

 

“Wait.”

 

“Now I will hold it.”

 

‘That is ridiculous!’

 

Laritte tried to run back the way she came from with the bucket in her hands.

 

So that it would be impossible for him to catch up to her.

 

 

But soon Ian, who was able to catch up to her, grabbed the handle of the bucket.

 

“I already told you before, so it would be fair if you let me.”

 

“You surely have the ability to brazen up nonsense. Can’t you see the bucket is full to its brim?”

 

 

He was holding the bucket’s handle with one of his hands. Laritte shifted her eyes to look at his other hand, noticing that it was wriggling.

 

It held the fish stitched on a branch.

 

‘He is driving me crazy.’

 

Eventually, Laritte bursted into a huge laughter.

 

But this caused her to loosen her grip on the handle.

 

Laritte almost lost her strength, laughing at the sight while the handle broke away from the bucket.

 

And Ian was still holding it……

 

Suddenly, the bucket flew towards him, spatting out all the water on his face.

 

It was the freezing cold water.

 

Water dripped down his cheeks.

 

But it was Laritte’s face that changed its color, turning pale instantly.

 

Shocked, she stopped herself.

 

It was when Ian sneezed that she came to her senses.

 

While Ian was wiping away the water that flowed down to his solid chest, Laritte brought some hot tea.

 

 

His appearance of putting her coat on his shoulder like a blanket seemed pathetic in the light of the fire.

 

Larrite handed him the cup, bending her knee to sit down next to him.

 

“….I really feel very sorry.”

 

“It’s okay……Achoo!”

 

Even Laritte, who had to grow up without expressing her feelings, frowned at her own foolishness.

 

That stammering excuse gave her a frank feeling.

 

“That…..fish was so funny.”

 

The fish was still on his hand, with its eyes opened.

 

Suddenly Ian, who was staring at the fish, started laughing.

 

“Haha!”

 

“Don’t laugh….now….”

 

did the same after watching him

 

Ian shut

 

joy did not last for long. Soon, both of them went

 

handed over the branch to Laritte that was holding

 

brought this for

 

don’t have to make an

 

“….Achoo!”

 

“Maybe I should have…”

 

took off her furry coat and

 

his mouth to make her be at ease, but his

 

him harder in the

 

back quickly. If you catch

 

see her face because of

 

hand, the one that was holding the bucket before, as she led the

 

“Hey, I’m….I’m all right…..”

 

have allowed you to come in the first place.

 

him home and made him sit on the chair in

 

up at him,

 

of food….let’s stick to the

 

that’s a very good

 

my first time cooking fish. I don’t

 

worried because she only

 

ticklish feeling

 

still addressing each other as ‘you’

 

it be time for her to change

 

“Hey.”

 

Ian called Larrite.

 

tears that she got from laughing, shook her head and motioned

 

“Yes.”

 

while since we met. Why don’t we call ourselves by our

 

face, that was just

 

kept Ian from finishing

 

“What was that, Ro…..”

 

Rose.

 

trying to

 

“No.”

 

“….Pardon?”

 

She stumbled backwards.

 

was a natural reaction

 

desperately trying to avoid

 

back and stepped

 

 

was time for the carpet to

 

carpet tore away, unable to

 

“Ah!”

 

“Are you all right?!”

 

“Don’t come near me!”

 

cry cut through

 

Laritte’s hands were trembling.

 

‘Rose, Rose, Rose!’

 

you Rose! That’s all you had to

 

long are you going to haunt

 

breakfast…..so take

 

stood up but did not make eye contact with

 

understand how the

 

“I’m cooking this time…..”

 

there. Why don’t you

 

‘Please.’

 

‘Don’t come near me.’

 

written on her distorted

 

at Laritte, who was now

 

calm down. We can continue

 

answer came

 

was left alone, pressed his fingers hard on his

 

know

 

familiar with

 

Laritte’s expression to

 

 

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