When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

Chapter 33

Her eyes shifted to scan the room but there was no maid. It was just Laritte and her.

Spotting the mop in her hand, Ava had unconsciously slapped her thigh. Laritte hardened to a stone.

“Oh, my goodness, My Lady!!”
“…..!”

Laritte’s eyes widened soon after.

However, it felt entirely different. It didn’t hurt her at all.

“Who told My Lady to do that?! No, I…..”

The girl before Ava silently listened to her nagging, unaware of why she was being scolded.

Ava did not stop even when the maid – Alice – arrived late and started preparing the bath earnestly.

“No, My Lady. You are not supposed to do that. Did you think I’d compliment you if you did that while trying to get me mesmerized by your pretty deer eyes, huh? If I had told you where the bucket was, would you have gotten the water as well?”

Ava scrubbed the foam on Laritte’s slender white arm, scolding her endlessly.

Laritte’s was zipped silent as if her mouth was filled with honey. She was never treated so gently like this before.

“If the Duke gets to know about this, I’m sure he’ll be surprised.”

Ava began to apply the rose-scented oil to Laritte’s hair with delicate care.

Laritte spoke, closing her eyes at the unknown relaxation.

“Will he be very angry?”

She couldn’t imagine Ian getting angry. She never saw him get angry.

In her memory, Ian was a person who was clumsy enough to take care of himself.

“Of course, he will. He’ll be very displeased about how his wife was being raised.”
“Oh, it’s not me.”

Laritte muttered without realizing it.

Eventually, when they appeared in front of Ian, Ian started whispering something to Ava’s ear, which seemingly made her ears hurt as she had to cover it with her hands once he was finished. She also obediently kept her word to not speak a word of it again.

After Ian whispered something to her ear, Ava’s eyes, which has turned into that of a terrifying devil’s, clearly changed like last time.

“…..Yeah.”

Ian smiled bitterly, raising one corner of his mouth.

He said he did not know what to do with Laritte.

Laritte stood awkwardly with a look of ‘I don’t know anything’ on her face in her new clothes and styled hair.

Shaking his head, Ian asked Ava.

The chef is ambitious at filling something good in our empty stomachs.” “Then…..Laritte, let us take a walk

his hand. Laritte gazed down at his palm before placing her fingers over

glow as the

until they left the mansion and walked into the garden.

to meet Laritte’s stride.

been maintained for

since the gardener had returned recently, miscellaneous

he finally spoke up, sneaking a glance at Laritte’s new appearance.

instance, the people here. Of course, it hasn’t been long since you woke up. Things are still a bit

had suddenly stopped, Ian kept walking and when he turned

“Laritte?”

luxurious material

know.” “Did…..someone bother

couldn’t have been the case. People who might not like Laritte had already been

had taken months for the aristocratic knights to return to the

it’s not

of the dress was

were very kind to her,

the

think any of this was

calmly accepted it.

reason why she was following the maids while holding other people’s hands

as

be treated like a human.” “Like a

He repeated slowly.

violent reactions, Ian turned his eyes to the red stretch of sky over the

we go

wall was taller

after a while, he sighed, reaching out his

there

it made her

permission, he lifted her up and put her on the

of the wall was adequate enough for a person

blue orbs, mixed with the red color of the sky, sparkled while giving off a mysterious

a scenery

thus giving a glimpse of the

to make it feel as if God was playing with the colors of the

very unusual.” “Aren’t you

to Ian, who climbed up beside

faint smile crept up on her face, her cheeks red from the

But, I’m

she looked up at him.

her smile that was so

was crazy about it. He was craving to see

was going to disappear

gleam of the sunset was reflecting off her

pointed nose was red like the

like she was going to disappear soon because of being assimilated into the background.