CH 61.1

To think that an unmarried noble lady became pregnant…

She slumped down on the bed, casting her gaze out the window. It had only been a while since she had sent a letter that the weather had cleared and she was staying in the North for a while. She was going to go back to her family soon, to tell them about her relationship with Daymond and to sort things out with her fiance’s family, but to have a baby … Cold sweat dripped from her hands.

What to do? Having a child …

She remembered Daymond. Come to think of it, it was a big deal for her to get pregnant before marriage, but having a child was a blessing. Since it was a child born between two people who love each other, he must be delighted.

A rosy tint quickly stained her depressed face. She had vaguely wanted a child who looked like him, it had really happened. She patted through her pounding chest as she stood up to inform Daymond of this.

Suddenly, Luciel walked in through the open door. He was Daymond’s cousin, who disapproved of her every time he saw her. She looked at him, wondering if he had come to tell her to leave as soon as possible today, but Luciel suddenly pressed his nose with the back of his hand.

“This smell. Could it be that you have a baby?”

As he asked if she was pregnant out of the blue, she was very surprised, but she nodded her head excitedly because she was happy.

“Yes. I have Daymond’s child.”

Seeing her full of joy, Luciel clicked his tongue.

“Stupid. Daymond hates children. As soon as he hears that you’re with child, he will tell you to get rid of it.”

“What…? He would get rid of it?”

The smile disappeared from her face at those bloody words. Still, how could she use the word ‘death’ when speaking of her unborn child, when she couldn’t even say it out loud?

Come to think of it, there was one thing she overlooked. In fact, whenever she said that she would like to have a child like him, Daymond would deliberately avoid the topic, saying that he did not want children of his own.

Then, perhaps reading her question, Luciel crookedly leaned against the door and crossed his arms.

“Daymond is an illegitimate son. You see he mistrusts people?”

She almost stopped breathing for a moment. She had never heard of Daymond being an illegitimate child.

Illegitimate child. In this conservative empire, the standards for children out of wedlock were quite sharp. The label would follow the woman who gave birth to the child and the child for the rest of their lives. Not only the illegitimate children of commoners, but also the illegitimate children of nobles, who are treated lowly with all sorts of contempt until they die. It meant a never ending and exhausting life.

“So…”

He would often ask why she wasn’t even afraid of him, or why she didn’t avoid him. Could this be the reason for Daymond was living alone, with no other family members or close friends coming and going?

As her thoughts reached that point, she remembered his face as he calmly said sad things about why he smiled at her.

Her heart suddenly tightened at the circumstances in which she did not know.

“That… But… The child is already here.”

She caressed her straight belly and said to herself. She would marry him anyway, so wouldn’t it be possible to avoid people’s prying eyes?

“You do have a child. Are you going to give birth to it? Of course, even if the child is born, killing it is easy.”

“This is nonsense. Why would he kill his own child?”

She glared at Luciel with teary eyes. Daymond wasn’t such a scary person to do such a terrible thing.

Luciel narrowed his eyes and had an intrigued smile on his face.

“Do you really not know what humans do?”

Her eyes wavered for a moment as she recalled the secret rumors that had spread in the nobility.

When a woman was pregnant with an illegitimate child, women would take medicine to kill the baby. Even if the woman refused, the father would not hesitate to kill the newborn baby on the spot as soon as the child was born. The most convenient and certain way to dispose of an illegitimate child was to kill them.

“Still… Daymond is not that kind of person.”

Giving strength to her eyes that seemed to burst into tears, she shook her head resolutely. She knew better than anyone how much Daymond loved her.

Of course, he reacted reluctantly a few times, but deep down she expected that he would like his child.

Luciel smirked, touching his chin instead of answering her.

“Really? Then go ahead and ask. How does he feel about having children?”

“You want me to ask… now?”

His confident facial expression and tone suddenly made things complicated in her head.