I Never Wanted His Child - Chapter 57
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When it came to Romeo and Juliet’s rivalry, it was no different from the case of Emilia and Mikhail.
Although Marchioness Kerren expressed gratitude for the fame her salon had gained, her displeasure was evident in the choice of the play’s theme.
To invite the couple to play a tragic love story between feuding families.
“But why did it have to be such a tragic story?”
“That’s what they wish for.”
“No way!”
Dell raised her hand with a surprised expression.
Emilia burst into laughter again. She was always indifferent, but Dell reacted with various expressions every time.
Looking out the window, she saw him waiting. In his black suit and holding a cane, Mikhail who stood with his head held high gazed in her direction.
Even from a distance, his golden hair glinted and flowed more beautifully than the sands on the beach.
His hair probably had a more beautiful color than the sandy shore.
Emilia turned her head briskly and left the room.
* * *
It would have been better if they had taken a carriage.
Walking together left them breathless. The weather was exceptionally nice, and many people were out for a walk in the park today.
As a result, they had to endure several uncomfortable situations.
“Oh my. Hello, Duke and Duchess Heinrich.”
Mikhail nodded his head lightly in response.
“Are the two of you out for a walk?”
“We are on our way to the opera. We were invited to the Chatelet Theater.”
“Oh my! It must have been hard to get tickets. You’re lucky to have been invited. I envy you.”
Mikhail’s response led the wife to express her envy by poking her husband’s side.
“It would have been nice if he had an interest in the opera too. Have a great time then.”
“Madam, I hope you have a good day as well.”
Emilia’s eyes widened at the Duke’s attitude. If others saw him, they would surely think he was a gentleman.
He occasionally acted like a bastard, but at least now he appeared normal, and everyone would overlook it.
Emilia narrowed her eyes at his feigned attitude.
“I told you, didn’t I? The king’s eyes and ears are everywhere.”
“It gives me the chills. If someone sees us, they might think we’re a loving couple.”
“That’s what I want them to see.”
“….But isn’t it likely that the King and Lady Luther wouldn’t want us to get closer?”
“But they do wish for a child. It will be your leash.”
“I never thought that having a child would create more emotional bonds.”
“They don’t know about that emotional bond.”
What about the duke?
It’s no different. If he had known what family ties were, he wouldn’t have wanted a child as they did.
Even if they wanted to kill each other, once a child was born, they would become its mother and father.
It was impossible not to be affected emotionally.
But there were people who were not like that.
‘I’m not going to have a child so I don’t have to worry.’
As long as Emilia holds the birth control pills in her hand, they won’t get what they want.
* * *
Before long, they reached the Chatelet Theater. The two went inside without talking to each other.
The box seat was private, so they could watch the performance without being disturbed by others.
It was a spot on the second floor, but the stage was clearly visible. Although they had to use opera glasses to see the stage from a distance, it was actually more convenient as it meant they didn’t need to engage in unnecessary conversations.
As the curtain went down and they took their seats, they waited for the opera to begin.
“It seems Madam Kerren was quite upset.”
“…Didn’t she say it was a sign of gratitude?”
“Are you pretending to be innocent, or are you genuinely innocent?”
Emilia spoke while staring at the stage.
“It doesn’t matter, does it? Whether it’s pretending to be innocent or truly innocent. If you have to pretend not to know regardless of the other person’s intentions, that’s all you can do.”
“So, you pretended not to know earlier?”
“…I don’t understand what you mean.”
The lights dimmed, and the opera began. With silence, the curtains opened, and the actors appeared on stage to start their performance.
Emilia felt a crimson gaze flicker in the darkness and turned her head.
“Weren’t you here to watch the opera?”
“I came to watch the acting.”
“…”
“So, what are you going to do about that medicine?”
His crimson irises seemed to flash like lightning. Overwhelmed by the moment, Emilia took a shallow breath.
“Tell me, Emilia.”
He spoke softly, as if he had discovered an interesting toy. His voice was sweet and intoxicating as if he would forgive everything if she told him everything.
“I don’t understand what you mean.”
Fortunately, she wasn’t a fool. She didn’t blindly follow his wishes, even if he knew everything.
Even if he knew, she intended not to let him know until the end.
She tightly gripped the opera glasses to hide her trembling.
“Is that so?”
His eerie crimson irises quickly scanned Emilia. He reached out and placed his hand on the backrest of her chair, then turned his body.
Even in the darkness, his face appeared vividly. The smile on his lips sent shivers down her spine.
