episode_0504

“What kind of kid is that?”

“… … .”

Ethan, who ripped off my clothes as if he was tearing them off and looked at my swollen belly, asked me to explain.

At those oppressive eyes and angry voice, my mouth found itself blurting out words of apology.

“B, Prince Blackwood. Lord, I have committed a mortal sin… .”

… I shouldn’t have done that.

I should have used magic to prevent pregnancy, even if it came to mind late.

Now that she’s been caught trying to have an illegitimate child without Ethan’s permission, she can’t really avoid punishment.

“… What kind of child is he?”

“… … Yes?”

“What kind of child made you like this, Lilith?”

“… … .”

No, of course it’s Ethan’s child, whose child would it be? … It was a moment when the words rose to my chin, but of course I couldn’t spit them out.

Rather, if I thought of the child I was carrying as someone else’s child and not my own… it might not be as dangerous as I thought.

… At least if Ethan thought that the child in my stomach was not his… there would be no need to ‘dispose’ of the child or anything like that due to the issue of succession.

‘But if I say just anyone’s name, Ethan will definitely find them and try to kill them… .’

To begin with, I found it disgusting to say that I was carrying someone else’s child, not Ethan’s, so I cautiously exercised my right to remain silent when he asked me questions.

“… I can’t tell you.”

-bang!!

“Urgent… !!”

As soon as he heard my answer, Ethan slammed the cabinet behind me with an angry expression.

Ethan had slammed his fist into the wooden cabinet hard enough to cause a small crack, so I could at least infer that he wasn’t very pleased with my answer.

“Say it!!”

“… … .”

“Who are you? What kind of kid are you? Huh? Tell me straight, Release… .”

“… I can’t tell you.”

-Quazik!!

“Release!!!”

After another punch, the cabinet breaks into half.

In the tense atmosphere, I just stood there stiff like a frog in front of a snake, standing in front of an angry Ethan.

“Last chance, tell me.”

“… … .”

“Tell me what bastard defiled you, ran away with that piece of trash in your stomach.”

“… … I can’t speak.”

-Wheww!

“Sigh… … !!”

As soon as I finished speaking, Ethan swung his right hand towards my left face.

I shut my eyes tightly and clenched my mouth shut in the shock that followed, but thankfully Ethan’s hand did not touch my face.

“… … .”

“… … Sigh.”

“… … .”

“Ahhh, aaaahh …

“Do, Do-ryun…! Ah, no, Confucius…!! Ji, please calm down!! Bu, please… .”

… Only Ethan remains, expressing his anger with shouts and no place to go.

⁎ ⁎ ⁎

“Haa, haa, haaa… .”

Late at night. Blackwood Manor fencing training grounds.

In the training grounds, even until midnight when most of the employees were asleep, the agonizing groans of a man continued unabated.

-Whew! Whew!!

“Eww!! Ewww!!”

A scream so loud it could be heard even inside the mansion.

Even though the noise was so loud that it woke up all the employees who were already sleeping, no one complained.

Because now that Harold was gone, there was no one in the Blackwood mansion who could warn Ethan.

“Release… .”

A precious person who was lost once, but somehow found again after four months.

At first, Ethan couldn’t help but feel happy just by meeting her again, but now the only emotion left in his head was anger.

“What kind of kid is that… .”

Dare.

Who on earth was the one who dared to touch her release, and impregnate her with his filthy seed?

If it were up to me, I would kill that guy right now, and the baby in his stomach too.

The fact that her only release had been defiled by another man was enough to anger Ethan, who had spent his entire life looking only for her.

“Fuck!!”

He threw the sword he was holding in his hand nervously and swore.

Because I resented that unknown man who dared to touch my woman.

Because she resented Lilith for giving her body to another man and even carrying his child.

… and he feels resentful of himself because he thinks that this wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for his stupid actions.

You should have told me a little earlier. No, you should have told me from the time you were thinking about it.

The only woman for me will always be you. I will never have a second wife or a concubine, I will only love you for the rest of my life.

She said that she would take care of the wedding ceremony using her baronetcy status, so she just had to nod to agree to spend the rest of her life with her.

If she had told him that story even just a day before Lilith left, she would not have left Blackwood Manor and would not have been carrying an unknown man’s child in her stomach.

… Even until the end, her resentment towards Lilith, who did not tell her who the father of her child was, was growing.

“What kind of child are you, Release… .”

…no way.

Could it be that he is really that good?

Is it because she is not telling herself that she is protecting the man who abandoned his pregnant wife in a remote village and went nowhere?

Ethan was feeling jealous of a man whose face he didn’t even know, and his feelings kept building up.

“… Yeah, release.”

If you still won’t open your mouth, I’ll make you open it somehow.

Since you betrayed me first, I think you’ll understand if I treat you a little harshly.

⁎ ⁎ ⁎

“… … .”

-Gulp…

“… … Ahh.”

I woke up with my stomach growling, and the now familiar iron bars came into view.

The faint moonlight streaming in from outside the window and the time on the hourglass indicating 4 a.m.

The servant’s waiting room that was once my room had been converted into a prison cell with iron bars, and I had been locked up here for a full week since I was dragged to Blackwood Manor.

Rather than being treated as slaves… they were treated almost like abandoned dogs.

‘hungry….’

Ethan’s actions in getting me to open my mouth, judging that I had no intention of telling him who the father of my child was, were to put me in as psychologically difficult a position as possible.

Because of that, I’ve been locked in a cage for a week, eating only the bare minimum. Locking someone up and not feeding them is the most certain and simple form of torture.

Other than that, they sleep on the hard floor without a bed, blanket, or pillow, use a makeshift toilet in the corner of the cage, are not allowed to bathe properly, and are not given clothes to change into, things like that.

Fortunately, I had Clean Magic for hygiene-related reasons. I still felt uneasy because I couldn’t wash, but fortunately, I didn’t get any real germs or anything.

‘Should I just be honest right now…?’

If I ask them to raise the child without killing him since they won’t tell anyone else that he’s Ethan’s child, wouldn’t it work out somehow?

I don’t know. I’ve never seen Ethan this angry before, and if I bring up another topic, he might get even angrier.

Even though I had made it without permission, it was still my first child with Ethan, and I didn’t want to see it die because of my selfishness.

‘… Let’s just hold on a little longer. But it doesn’t feel like I’m really going to die yet.’

Ethan didn’t seem to want me to die, so he continued to feed me at least the bare minimum of food to sustain my life. It was just a tasteless, watery porridge once a day, half the amount of soup in a plate.

Well, if he had been planning to kill me in the first place, he wouldn’t have searched for me for months and dragged me to Blackwood Manor after finding me. Looking at this, it seemed that Ethan’s obsession with me had become fanatical.

… This must have been because I started the relationship with something like touching her chest. In the end, it was all my fault for turning Ethan into this when he was young.

‘Let’s go back to sleep. Thinking about useless things will only make me hungrier.’

If I just hold out for a few more days, Ethan’s anger will subside. Once his emotions have calmed down somehow, I think he’ll be able to be forgiven if I speak honestly.

Of course, even if I were to be honest now, Ethan might not believe me.

As I was thinking that and closing my eyes again to try to fall into the sleep that would not come, the door outside the iron bars opened and someone came in.

-Squeak.

‘Is it Ethan…?’

– Again and again.

For a moment, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep, quietly waiting to go out again, but before I knew it, I felt someone entering the room, even in front of the iron bars.

“Release.”

“… … .”

“Release, wake up for a moment.”

“…Isabel?”

When I opened my eyes again, the person I saw was a maid with vanilla hair.

In her hand she held a small loaf of bread.