Mother-in-Law Refuses to Regress! (7 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 19
I couldn’t understand why things had suddenly turned out this way. When Dr. Prosch looked at Larisa, William quickly pulled her close and stepped back.
Guinevere’s presence filled the space immediately.
“Dr. Prosch. Just who do you think you are?”
“Y-yes? What?”
“I asked what you are.”
Dr. Prosch wasn’t a fool. He knew this wasn’t some philosophical question—and he also knew exactly what kind of answer would satisfy Guinevere.
“I am the personal physician of House Rodante.”
“But isn’t William Rodante also of House Rodante? Are you denying my son?”
“N-no, of course not….”
Seeing Dr. Prosch turn pale and tremble, it was clear he didn’t dare underestimate Guinevere.
‘So you thought I didn’t care about William.’
Guinevere stared coldly at Dr. Prosch for a moment before speaking icily.
“I’ll be watching.”
“Y-yes, yes.”
Dr. Prosch, sweating profusely, glanced furtively at Larisa. The little girl, munching on chocolate, looked utterly clueless.
‘I should’ve been more careful about what I said in front of the child.’
He reproached his past self. But he failed to notice that as Larisa left his room, she stuck out her tongue at him from the safety of William’s arms.
Once outside Dr. Prosch’s room, Larisa chattered away in William’s embrace.
“Mother, do I really have to get a health checkup?”
“Yes. From now on, once every month without fail.”
“Ugh, again?!”
“Every month?”
William asked in surprise—he himself didn’t get checkups that often.
“Won’t Lara be scared if they keep drawing blood so frequently…?”
“This is non-negotiable. It’s a promise I made to Marina.”
At the mention of Marina, Larisa tightly held back her tears.
“It won’t help to cry—it’s just to confirm you’re healthy.”
Guinevere spoke in a stern voice.
“Sniff… okay….”
William was a little startled too, but he had no intention of opposing his mother. After all, Larisa did look thin and unhealthy.
“Well then, I’ll head back to the lab now.”
Before Guinevere could leave, William quickly called out.
“Mother, what about the test results?”
“They’ll be ready tomorrow. If you’re curious, come find me in my lab.”
‘Fate, indeed.’
She was already doting on Larisa, clearly smitten. The way she held Larisa’s arm still to keep her from jostling the injection site was almost like an older brother—or even a father.
She was clearly deeply fond of the child, though she herself seemed unaware. Guinevere sighed inwardly. As long as Larisa stayed firmly by William’s side, he wouldn’t run away or attempt suicide.
“Anything else you want to say?”
“No.”
The moment William answered, Guinevere vanished with a teleport.
“William, put me down now. Doesn’t your arm hurt?”
“No, it doesn’t.”
“Put me down anyway.”
Thanks to his consistent physical training, William had grown strong enough to carry Larisa as long as she wished.
But if Larisa wanted down, he’d put her down. Before he could even set her on the floor, Larisa jumped down herself and declared resolutely,
“Then let’s get started preparing for the birthday party!”
“Birthday? Whose birthday?”
“Whose? Whose else? It’s your birthday, William!”
Larisa froze for a moment. Could she have gotten his birthday wrong? Daisy had told her… While she was lost in such thoughts, William calmly replied,
“We don’t hold birthday parties in our house.”
“Why not?”
“Well… because Mother never does…?”
No one knew Guinevere Rodante’s exact age—only that she was likely over a hundred.
Larisa was shocked by William’s answer.
“Why wouldn’t you have a birthday party? Then you can’t even make a wish!”
“A wish?”
“You have to make a wish while blowing out the candles!”
“I’ve never done anything like that.”
Larisa paused, unable to recall a word she’d recently learned. Then, with an “Ah!” she clapped her hands and said,
“You’re the one losing out, William!”
“Haha, what loss…?”
“You’ll be turning fourteen soon, right? It’s fine! You can just make fourteen wishes at once.”
‘Fourteen wishes?’
William smiled outwardly but thought inwardly,
‘I hope Larisa stays healthy.’
He didn’t quite understand why that came to mind first—not his own health, nor his mother’s, but the health of a child he’d only just met.
‘Maybe it’s because of Larisa’s checkup just now?’
Brushing it off, William moved on to his next wish.
‘Someday, I’ll become an alchemist and travel with Larisa, helping people along the way…’
Larisa appeared in his second wish too. Perhaps it was because his dreams had recently begun to revolve around her.
‘Wait, maybe I shouldn’t think about this anymore.’
William broke into a cold sweat as he kept rationalizing to himself.
“William? William, William?”
“Hm?”
“Are you feeling sick? You look unwell.”
“Oh, no. I just had a bad thought for a second.”
“What kind of thought?”
“I didn’t think anything.”
Pale-faced, William desperately denied it.
‘I’m not thinking anything. I’m not thinking anything.’
After this self-hypnosis restored his calm, William smiled and said,
“How about we skip birthday party plans and draft a sensible runaway plan instead?”
“No way! I’m making birthday party plans first!”
“But who would even come to a birthday party? Let’s just not do it.”
“I’ll write invitations! I’ll help! Should we invite Mother, Uncle Hedel, and Sister Daisy too?”
“They’re all busy people…”
“They’ll still come! It’s your birthday, after all!”
‘That’s unlikely.’
But William couldn’t bring himself to object further. He didn’t want to extinguish the hopeful sparkle in Larisa’s eyes.
*
Guinevere received the invitation.
She stared blankly at the clumsily written, crooked letters and the two shyly standing children, muttering dumbly,
“A birthday… party?”
Larisa pointed to the writing on the invitation and cried out,
“Mother, I wrote the words myself!”
Her sparkling eyes seemed to beg for praise. Unconsciously, Guinevere nodded.
“You did a good job.”
Larisa immediately began wriggling with delight.
‘I thought I disliked this sort of thing.’
Since she herself never cared much for parties, she assumed William—always so indifferent—felt the same. But…
Seeing his flushed face, that clearly wasn’t the case. Guinevere sighed inwardly.
Through Larisa, she realized just how neglectful she’d been. If even someone who’d only just met William was trying to celebrate his birthday, how must others have viewed her indifference all this time?
And it was true. Guinevere lowered her lashes in silence for a moment, then said,
“This birthday is special. Let’s celebrate it grandly.”
“What?”
William was startled into asking.
“You’ll be leaving home soon to attend the academy, won’t you? We should make this a birthday you’ll remember.”
William panicked.
“N-no, really, there’s no need for that.”
A grand party? How embarrassing.
“Why not?”
“It’s just a party because Lara wanted cake. There’s no need to make it extravagant.”
She knew William was easily embarrassed. In the past, she’d let him have his way on everything except magic.
But sometimes, even if a child didn’t want it, certain events were necessary—for others to see.
‘That way, fools like Dr. Prosch won’t dare look down on us.’
Guinevere declared shamelessly,
“I want a party too.”
“What?”
“I said I want one—your birthday party.”
“But I…”
“Who gave birth to you?”
William was lost for words.
“I intend to celebrate grandly the day I gave birth to you.”
William could no longer argue.
And so, his grand fourteenth birthday party began.
“Wow, William! A fourteen-tier cake! It’s taller than you!”
Larisa cried out in astonishment at the massive cake stacked like a tower in the center of the party hall. William had been too embarrassed to lift his head since the start.
“Look, William! The ladies are dancing!”
Where Larisa pointed, dancers twirled gracefully. Not even the Emperor’s birthday celebration could be more splendid. William wanted to hide.
“William, William!”
“Stop, stop it, Larisa. Please.”
“But Mother prepared everything! Aren’t you grateful?”
“I’m dying of embarrassment…”
William buried his face in his hands.
“William, William! Mother will be upset. That’s no good. My mom always made bland cakes, but I pretended they were the best.”
“Why?”
Larisa asked as if it were obvious.
“So Mom would be happy.”
She’d only learned since coming to the Rodante estate that cakes were supposed to be fluffy and sweet—and making them required vast amounts of precious eggs and sugar.
They’d never had such ingredients at home. Her mother must have always done her absolute best.
If Marina had money and a grand house like this, she surely would’ve thrown Larisa a lavish party too. So Larisa hoped William would understand Guinevere’s feelings.
“Look. I’ve never seen a birthday party like this in my whole life. Mother must’ve wanted to give you everything she could, William.”
“……”
“Don’t you think so?”
“……Yeah.”
William still felt embarrassed, but something strange stirred inside him. He’d known she was thoughtful, but…
Unconsciously, William looked toward Guinevere seated at the head table. There she sat, legs crossed like a queen, holding a glass of wine.
‘She seems to be enjoying herself.’
Guinevere looked genuinely happy for once. Come to think of it, even though it was his birthday, it was also the day his mother had labored—and she more than deserved to enjoy herself.
‘I’ll just have to endure the embarrassment…’
Just as he was wondering where he could hide, Guinevere tapped her wine glass and spoke.
“Thank you all for coming.”
Top Celebrity Younger Brother Bears Her Child (Female-dominant)
One-line summary: Forced to live stream romance with a top celebrity in a female-dominant world.
Yan Jin transmigrated into a brothel, with a fellow transmigrated junior beside her.
Hearing the obscene words coming from outside, the unfortunate junior covered his ears tightly, his cheeks flushed red, and whispered to comfort her, “Don’t worry, I will definitely help you escape.”
“Don’t worry, I will definitely defend your chastity.” Yan Jin looked at the flawless and delicate features of the unfortunate junior and gently comforted, “Because we have transmigrated into a female-dominant world.”
※※※
Top celebrity Yu Shu suddenly fell into a coma during a concert.
Research scientist Yan Jin fainted in the lab after working overtime.
Two people with no connection were rushed to the same hospital.
Three days later, neither of them had woken up.
Suddenly, the entire nation discovered that a live streaming app had been forcibly installed on their phones.
Upon opening it, they heard the two discussing how to escape from the brothel.
The entire internet was in an uproar.
After the two successfully escaped from the brothel, Yu Shu’s fan group rushed to make a banner and sent it to the hospital overnight.
“Big sister bravely took action to defend the chastity of our idol!”
※※※
When Yu Shu was diagnosed with pregnancy, Yan Jin stared at his belly for a long time.
Covering his stomach, he muttered gloomily, “If you don’t like it, I’ll go get an abortion.”
“It’s not that I don’t like it.” Yan Jin hugged Yu Shu and said softly, “I just feel like I’m not human.”
Yu Shu comforted Yan Jin, “I was already an adult when we got together.”
Yan Jin hesitated, “But you won’t be of legal marriageable age even after giving birth to the child.”
At the same time, a flood of bullet comments appeared in the live streaming room that the two couldn’t see.
[Although it’s inappropriate, I also want a young and handsome boyfriend to have my child.]
①Male pregnancy (highlighted)
The female lead is five years older than the male lead, and the male lead is already an adult when he appears.
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