2.2 Mareena’s Determination
“I was betrayed by Mason and Cameron.”
“They are having an affair.”
“I only discovered it yesterday. They were going at it in a guest room.”
“What in the name of—…”
Johan’s face turned blue. His eyes were blazing in the color Mareena wanted— fury.
“What would you like to do?”
“I’ll drive them out.”
“But I won’t let them off the hook that easily.”
“I still haven’t conceived an heir, right?”
“No way, do you plan to have a child with Mr. Mason?”
“Of course not.”
“I’ll acquire a seed.”
“I’ll bear someone else’s offspring.”
“What are you saying? You can’t!”
“It can’t be helped.”
“I absolutely abhor the idea of conceiving Mason’s child. I don’t want to think about remarriage either. I’m sick of men. At this point, I feel like I can love a stranger’s child better.”
“It’s alright, I’ll ask the guild.”
“I’ll ask them to introduce me to a man with a solid background and ask him to provide me with an offspring.”
“…Milady, are you sure about this?”
“There’s no other way.”
“You can always adopt.”
“I could, until now, the Westmont family’s bloodline has been pure.”
“Is that truly alright? Even if Lady Mareena doesn’t resort to such a thing, it’ll be fine.”
That was true. She wondered if she truly needed to be embraced by a total stranger.
“As long as the opportunity exists, I want to have a child.”
Mareena disliked sexual intercourse. She didn’t understand what was so good about it. It was too painful. If possible, she wished a baby would descend from the sky.
“I want to hold my child.”
There was no way Johan could refuse Mareena’s earnest wish.
“Alright, let me think about it. For now, you need to return to proper health.”
“Well, about that, I might have been poisoned.”
Usually, Johan wouldn’t show his emotions. But that day was different—his voice was trembling with anger.
“From now on, let my server be another person. No, I will personally go to the servants’ dinning area.”
“Even if Milady doesn’t do that—”
“I haven’t met much with everyone lately. I’ll use that as an excuse. If asked, I’ll just say I wanted to see them. Of course, I’ll also have my meals with Mason to avoid rousing his suspicion.”
“I see. Then, let’s do it.”
“Thank you, Johan.”
“Milady hasn’t eaten yet. Allow me to bring you some food.”
“Thank you.an I ask for a warm soup?”
The sweetness of the vegetables in the soup and its chicken warmed her body and restored her strength. Despite the small amount, she was moved by what she had eaten.
After that, she’d try to eat with the servants as often as possible in the mornings and the afternoons. She’d only dine with Mason at night. She’d take walks and drink plain hot water before going to bed.
Leading such a life, by the time half a year had passed, she had become a lot better.
***T/N: Lol, and those two buffoons act like nothing ever happened the entire time? The sheer audacity.