I Never Wanted His Child - Chapter 143
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“She mentioned that the water pipes at her accommodation burst. She can’t stay in such a place. Moreover, wasn’t it the Duke who called her here?”
“I never called her. I simply sent a letter to collect my debts.”
“Regardless, she ended up coming. As a guest of the Heinrich family, I have an obligation to treat her properly.”
Of course, she was well aware that she held no actual authority.
But if this matter got out, the Duke would find himself in just as much trouble.
“Didn’t we put on a show of being friendly? So, even if you don’t want to give me authority, you should at least allow me this much. Let me help ensure that your guest has a pleasant stay.”
“Hah. That so-called obligation.”
Emilia understood the contempt behind his sneer.
“I know I don’t have any obligations. I’m simply asking you to let her stay. It won’t cause any trouble for the Duke’s family.”
“…”
“And I believe I’m fulfilling other obligations adequately, aren’t I? If you’re going to expect those obligations but refuse to allow the basics, then what’s the point of me being the Duchess?”
He had embraced her to plant his seed, yet now he refused to grant her such a small privilege.
She recognized again how he viewed her.
“I sow my seed in you, and you receive my seed to bear a child. We’re merely using each other as means to an end.”
“You’re just a tool for me to show loyalty to the king and maintain trust. Who gets jealous of an object?”
Yes, she was a means to an end. She shouldn’t let his recent odd behavior shake her resolve.
‘Perhaps he thinks the same way as I do.’
The best way to deliver someone to hell is to pull them down when they’re at their happiest.
There’s no greater wound than being betrayed by a loved one.
Her obedience toward him was also a way to let his guard down, ultimately to capture his heart and inflict pain.
She must not be mistaken.
He was a venomous snake, ready to sink its fangs into her neck.
Suddenly, Emilia lowered her eyes. With a gloomy expression, she set her fork down and said,
“I’m just feeling lonely being here. There’s no one in high society to welcome me.”
“…”
“If it truly can’t be helped, I won’t say any more. I’m sorry, Miss Boestin.”
“Hmm, well, you don’t need to apologize to me.”
Boestin turned her head and glared at Mikhail as if she was about to devour him.
He made a subtle expression before finally speaking.
“Try to leave as soon as possible. Staying too long is uncomfortable.”
“Don’t worry. Once the concrete business plan is set, I’ll think about going back. For now, I’m staying for a while.”
“Staying on the third floor is the condition.”
“That’s a bit strict, restricting my movements.”
“If you don’t like it, you can leave right now.”
“Madam, let’s have tea together more often from now on.”
Ignoring Mikhail, Boestin spoke to Emilia.
“I’m glad to have made a friend.”
“I feel the same way.”
Emilia finally relaxed. In fact, having Boestin stay at the estate would benefit her in many ways.
The reason for wanting her on the third floor must be because of Dahlia. It seemed likely that he planned to entrust Dahlia to her care.
Having Boestin at the Duke’s estate also had its advantages. With a guest from another country present, he would have a valid excuse to decline visits from unwelcome individuals.
“Right, business. I’d like to discuss that a bit. Let’s change our setting.”
Boestin’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
“I’m not feeling well, so I’ll head off to rest.”
Emilia discreetly slipped out of the dining room.
‘Ah, I can breathe again.
With the tension gone, she felt much more at ease.
Emilia glanced towards his office before making her way to her room.
* * *
Mikhail tilted his head slightly as he looked at Boestin.
“What are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking I need to secure a substantial investment.”
“There seems to be another reason. What’s your interest in getting close to Emilia?”
“None. I genuinely like her and want to be friends. You’re sensitive when it comes to the topic of your wife.”
Boestin sat down on the sofa and pulled out the contract to skim through it.
“Keeping me on the third floor must be a way of asking me to look after Dahlia, and it’s also to protect Emilia, right?”
As she spoke, she wrote something in her notepad.
“Your wife has a lovely smile. It’s like a blooming flower, isn’t it?”
“…”
When Emili talked to Boestin, she appeared innocent. Despite her soft smile, when she laughed wholeheartedly, it was just as she had said.
“Is that why you’re keeping her hidden?”
“Stop with the nonsense and say what you want to say.”
“You want to see that smile again, don’t you?”
“It’s not as good as you think it is between me and my wife.”
“That’s how it seems to me. It doesn’t look good at all. Did you not see how gloomy she looked earlier?”
She didn’t seem to care that Mikhail’s expression was hardening; she continued her chatter.
That mouth had been a problem even back at the academy.
“Lady Evelyn, do you want me to send a letter to your family just like this?”
“Such a cowardly move. Dahlia should be given her medicine once a week and a calming tea daily. And send the investment to Valoh quickly.”
“You seem to be in a hurry.”
