I Never Wanted His Child - Chapter 58
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Emilia felt like their lips might touch if they closed the gap just a bit. She bit her lip in tension, but she didn’t avert her gaze.
‘I wonder if this is how prey animals feel when they are hunted by predators?’
She held her breath, feeling as though she had turned into a herbivore, unable to do anything.
If she let her guard down for even a moment, he might immediately pounce on her throat.
Emilia lightly brushed her exposed neck with her hand. She could distinctly feel her heart pounding in her fingertips.
“It’s okay to use it, but don’t get caught.”
“…”
“If they find out, we’ll have to take measures.”
‘Is he saying it’s okay to use birth control?’
Emilia rolled her words into her lips.
The idea of not getting caught was funny. Having a child was bound to be the result of an intimate relationship.
Unless there was an issue on one side.
‘Perhaps it’s for the best. But if I were to be known as infertile…’
The king wouldn’t stay quiet. He might even use it as an excuse to take her as he did last time.
It was shameful that she had to use him as a shield to protect herself.
It was infuriating.
There was no favorable choice for her, no matter what she decided.
“You think too much.”
“…A person who didn’t watch the play has no right to speak.”
“It seems that we’ve upsetted Madam Kerren for having us watch a play with such content.”
The scene of Juliet and Romeo falling in love appeared. It was the scene where she learned his true identity.
“My only love sprung from my only hate; too early seen unknown, and known too late! Prodigious birth of love it is to me. That I must love a loathed enemy..”
For Emilia, too, love felt like a dangerous birth, much like Juliet’s.
Of course, there was no budding love for her, but unlike Juliet, she hadn’t met someone without knowing their true identity, so she wouldn’t make a foolish choice.
“We won’t fall in love, so don’t worry.”
“Although it seemed like we might whisper love in bed.”
“Your Grace seems to be living life quite comfortably. If you distort your memories the way you like, then so be it.”
“Why would you say my memory was distorted even though you saw that expression? You’re the one living life quite comfortably.”
Her face turned bright red. He retorted with the same words she had thrown back at him.
“…That!”
“Emilia, your voice is getting loud. Others might think we’re part of the play.”
Mikhail withdrew his hand from her chair. He gracefully raised the corners of his lips and turned his gaze back to the stage.
The closeness of his gaze and body temperature disappeared, leaving behind only Emilia’s flushed cheeks.
* * *
They were leaving the mansion together again today.
Something seemed suspicious. Outwardly, they appeared like people who hated each other and couldn’t stand each other, but there was undoubtedly an unusual undercurrent between them.
Dahlia had observed Mikhail more closely than anyone else.
Of course, it hadn’t been a short time since she had left the Kingdom of Valoh and come to Bartsch, where the two of them had reunited.
But before that, they had both sought revenge together, dreamt of thrusting their swords into the enemy’s heart, and both harbored a desire to reclaim the positions they had lost.
‘Has something changed?’
Dahlia felt uneasy. Even if her brother had easily replaced someone in a position of power, she couldn’t let her guard down until she saw it for herself.
‘It would be better to have some leverage.’
If she were to go near the pro-monarchy families, she might hear a more definitive story.
She expected condescension and disdain towards Emilia who pretended to be noble.
The fact that her brother didn’t comment on her sending a reply on Emilia’s behalf meant that he didn’t care what kind of treatment Emilia received.
‘Should I use the birth control pills?’
If she acted as he had thought, a rift would easily occur.
“Serena, is there any way to attend the party? If you can tell me a good way, I’ll give you something better.”
Dahlia was frustrated. Count Ablio’s party was tomorrow.
She wanted to make her presence known in high society but her brother opposed it, leaving her with no choice.
She wanted to stand before the Bayern society, but it wasn’t the right time yet. Surprisingly, the fact that she was from Bayern might hinder her.
But staying at the mansion without doing anything was unbearable. Her patience was running out.
“Miss, do you really want to attend the party?”
“If there’s a way. Do you know of any good methods?”
Serena’s red eyes gleamed with anticipation. In response to her hopeful gaze, Serena glanced at the cabinet.
“There, there is one good way.”
“Really?”
Without hesitation, Dahlia took out an expensive emerald brooch from the cabinet. It had a flawless and clear green gemstone with diamonds surrounding it in a wavy pattern. The diamonds sparkled so much that they looked like the glimmering surface of the sea when they caught light.
Gulp.
Serena swallowed dryly as she held the brooch in her hand.
“I’ll tell you, but promise not to tell Count Ablio that I told you.”
“Hnng.”
It seemed like Serena was worried about receiving punishment and being expelled just like the laundry maid.
“Don’t worry. My lips are quite sealed.”
Poor Serena.
