Pregnant With The Wolf's Child (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 10
“Larien. Isn’t it about time you told the child’s father?”
“…I can’t.”
I held my breath once tightly and forced the words out with difficulty.
I had said it was horrifying to even think of having a child, since there was no guarantee he wouldn’t die like his own father.
Why wouldn’t she want to give her child the same parents as everyone else?
‘Jade will eat himself alive with anxiety over becoming just like his father. Besides, he doesn’t even like children.’
Even though I wanted to give the child a complete home, I knew it would shatter someday.
In that case, it was better to have nothing at all.
Perhaps my relationship with Jade was one that could end at any moment, as long as I let go.
It was I who had reached out first, and Jade had simply taken my hand. If I let go now, just as I had then, Jade would naturally release me too.
“I have something to give you. Follow me.”
“Maternal Uncle?”
“Come quickly.”
Count Boston, who had remained silent until now, abruptly left the drawing room.
‘What on earth could he possibly be giving me…?’
Without a word, I followed him upstairs to the second-floor study.
After rummaging through the study for a while, he brought out a potion filled with pink liquid.
“Larien. Do you know that the Boston ancestors once included a witch?”
“…Yes. Maternal Uncle, could that potion possibly be…?”
“Yes. They say it was made using the witch’s recorded recipe. If you drink this, you’ll transform into the last person you touched for three hours.”
Indeed, I couldn’t afford to let my guard down until I boarded the ship bound for Le Cach.
‘If I drink this potion, I’ll be able to escape easily.’
I accepted the potion without refusal.
“Thank… you.”
Count Boston pulled me into a tight embrace.
“Live freely. Don’t let the pain I’ve caused you bind you—live as yourself. That’s what Rachel wanted for you.”
All the emotions I’d held back finally burst forth. My vision blurred as tears slowly welled up.
“I hope you understand that there are people who love you.”
As I felt Count Boston’s warmth, I thought of Larien’s death.
‘It was her final moment, just before her breath left her.’
The last chapter of the novel. For the protagonists to find happiness, Larien’s ending had to be her death—and it was summed up in just three lines.
I’d forgotten most of the story, yet that one sentence remained vividly etched in my memory.
‘She called it wretched—to live a life where both birth and death are decided by others.’
At the same time, she’d reflected that this was the only way she could atone, however slightly, for the sin of taking her mother’s life.
She’d said she was glad to finally end her cursed existence, and that her life had been truly lonely because no one had ever loved her.
That part had made me cry for the first time. Perhaps because Larien’s situation resembled mine, I understood how it felt to be lonely from never being loved.
So, I wanted to tell Larien.
That there had been someone who loved her.
Even if she hadn’t grown up receiving love, there were still people who had loved her.
Wishing that Larien, who had died alone in despair, might find some comfort, I stayed embraced in Count Boston’s arms for a long while.
[This is the timeline separator]I returned home as dusk fell, having taken time to compose my overwhelmed emotions.
The butler was waiting for me at the entrance of the Bellaste Ducal Residence.
‘What could this be about?’
Perhaps he had some urgent matter.
I stepped down, escorted by the butler.
“You’ve arrived, my lady.”
“What’s the matter?”
“His Grace the Duke requests your presence in his study. He says he has matters concerning the competition he wishes to discuss…”
I arrived before Duke Bellaste’s study and slowly took a deep breath.
Then, with a calm, composed expression, I nodded, and the butler knocked twice on the door for me.
“Miss Larien Bellaste has arrived.”
“…Show her in.”
A brief reply came from inside, and the door opened.
Duke Bellaste’s face was furiously angry.
Beside him, Duchess Bellaste looked extremely tense as she glanced between him and me.
“Larien Bellaste. Where have you been?”
“…I went to see my maternal uncle. But more importantly, why did you summon me?”
“His Majesty changed his mind. He says he’ll hold the competition fairly. He’d already designated you as the chosen one—what on earth did you do to cause this!”
He vented his frustration over the altered course of the competition.
‘It must be Jade’s doing.’
Jade was the only one aware I’d been appointed Crown Princess and capable of wielding such influence.
“Dear, please calm down a little.”
Duchess Bellaste tried to soothe him.
‘So now that things are going wrong, he’s come here to vent his anger.’
At least the worst-case scenario—my pregnancy being discovered—hadn’t happened yet.
“Do you even understand what happens if you’re eliminated from the Crown Princess competition!”
He was anxious, fearing the union he’d long desired would dissolve into nothing.
It had been the same in the original story. Right after Larien became Crown Princess, Duke Bellaste constantly pressured her to bear an Imperial Grandson.
When Larien died without giving birth to one, he didn’t even attend her funeral.
He had always seen Larien merely as a means to an end, nothing more.
“Dear.”
Duchess Bellaste, who had stayed silent until now, frowned.
“Don’t shout. You’re frightening Larien.”
“Do I look calm to you? If you’re eliminated from the Crown Princess competition, not a single marriage proposal will come from any noble house!”
Duke Bellaste exhaled sharply and roughly undid a button on his coat.
He was deeply troubled by how my failure to become Crown Princess would affect his plans to marry me into another noble family.
‘And he’s already thinking about marrying me off elsewhere.’
Dealing with Duke Bellaste was tiresome, and I was weary of being constantly scrutinized.
‘Do I really have to be careful even about breathing?’
Why did I keep worrying about his moods? Like a helpless child, never knowing when I might be cast aside.
‘Since I’m leaving anyway, do I really need to keep playing along like before?’
I felt disgusted looking down at my own submissive stance.
“Your Grace. What changes by coming here and behaving like this?”
For the first time, I met Duke Bellaste’s gaze without trembling.
“You…!”
Duke Bellaste flinched briefly, then hardened his expression.
“So you’ve been speaking to Marquis Rowe.”
“Marquis Rowe?”
Why was Jade’s name suddenly coming up?
When I responded with genuine confusion, Duke Bellaste laughed for a long time.
“I heard Marquis Rowe went to the greenhouse garden of Sunset Palace. How dare he interfere with my plans?”
Now that he realized Jade was the mastermind behind everything, Duke Bellaste’s fury knew no bounds.
“D-dear…”
Even Duchess Bellaste couldn’t calm him down.
‘I can’t just stand by and let Jade suffer because of me.’
Even if I couldn’t completely ruin Jade, Duke Bellaste could still deal him a significant blow.
“It… it was Jade. He did it for me. I told him I didn’t want to become Crown Princess. He’s done nothing wrong.”
“…Nothing wrong?”
“If you must blame someone, blame me alone.”
“Do you even understand what the position of Crown Princess means? She becomes the next Empress, and any Imperial Grandson she bears will be of the direct line, placing him high in the imperial succession.”
Duke Bellaste’s voice turned icy cold.
“Your son and grandson could naturally become Emperor! What on earth could possibly be unsatisfactory? I’m offering you the highest status possible in all of Langranxia—why would you refuse!”
Duke Bellaste stared at me in disappointment, his voice rising with heightened emotion.
“No matter what happens, you—and only you—must become Crown Princess.”
His violet eyes, revealing his obsession with power, gleamed with greed.
“I will formally send a letter of protest to House Rowe. How dare they interfere with Bellaste affairs? I won’t let this go unpunished.”
Such a protest letter could escalate into a full-blown territorial dispute between noble houses.
I was terrified that Jade might suffer because of this.
“Jade… he only did it for me. Please, don’t do this.”
“Do you even know what kind of man Marquis Rowe is? Are you really so sure he acted for your sake!”
And do you even know, yourself, what Jade truly means to me?
“He’s clearly trying to swallow up Bellaste whole!”
Duke Bellaste’s delusions frightened me so much my hands trembled.
“…He said he wished you’d had the chance to choose your mother instead of me.”
Before I could even catch my breath, an old wound that had never fully healed was violently torn open again.
“I already tried to stop Rachel from having you. I wished you’d never been born. Yet Rachel chose you—and died.”
He left words that would never truly heal, words destined to remain unforgettable.
“If not for you, I’d never have lost Rachel. I hate you. I despise how you beg for my affection. Never expect anything from me.”
“…You never even gave me the chance to hope. Every time I begged as a child to be held, you just walked past.”
It was a cruelty of the deepest kind.
“All I ever wanted wasn’t grand—but even that small wish was denied me. Who could possibly love me?”
Having never been loved myself, could I even love someone else?
A sudden doubt overwhelmed me with fear—perhaps I wouldn’t be able to properly love my own child.
“…Do you really have the luxury to dwell on such things? The past is long gone. Opportunities like this won’t come again! Just how long will you keep acting like a child? Aren’t you far past that age?”
I despised Duke Bellaste deeply, and his hatred weighed heavily upon me.
‘Larien. I don’t want to die like you.’
Though I felt guilty toward Larien, I no longer wanted to endure this—I wanted to finally end this long, one-sided love.
“Your Grace, please stop hating me. If you cannot love me, then don’t resent me either.”
A moment of silence passed.
“Foolish, stubborn girl.”
With a cold voice, Duke Bellaste stormed out of the study.
Ex-husband Wants Reconciliation
One-line summary: Chasing the wife to the crematorium (making an effort to attract someone who has become indifferent), the female lead doesn’t look back, the second male lead takes the position.
Intro:
To repay the kindness of the older generation, Su Mu crossed into a female-dominated world and became a live-in daughter-in-law of the Yan family, single-handedly saving the Yan family from fire and water.
But her husband, Yan Jiyue, the eldest son of the Yan family, treated her with sarcasm and never showed her a good face.
It wasn’t until after Su Mu’s death that this pampered and arrogant young master shed a few fake tears and pretended to want to die for love.
This life’s kindness was enough. If there was a next life, she would definitely kick Yan Jiyue away.
Who knew that the heavens would be so kind as to allow her to be reborn, returning to the time when she had just married into the Yan family.
Su Mu glanced at the Yan eldest son, who still spoke coldly to her, and threw a divorce letter in front of him.
“Let’s divorce!”
***
Yan Jiyue never imagined that he would be reborn. He happily went to find Su Mu, wanting to make up for the mistakes he had made in his ignorant youth.
Wasn’t the reason the heavens allowed him to be reborn to let him reconcile with Su Mu?
But when he pushed open the door to Su Mu’s room, the person lying on the bed was another man.
Su Mu’s personal attendant, Xie Yi.
Yan Jiyue hated him so much that his teeth itched. In front of Su Mu, Xie Yi was a gentle and considerate whisperer of sweet nothings, but in reality, he was vicious-hearted and deliberately sabotaged their husband and wife relationship.
In the previous life, it was he who secretly hid in Su Mu’s coffin and committed suicide, stealing a step ahead of him to be buried with Su Mu.
Yan Jiyue’s eyes were filled with hatred as he cursed, “What kind of thing are you? Your background is lowly, what right do you have to occupy Su Mu?”
Xie Yi looked at the sleeping Su Mu and no longer pretended to be a whisperer of sweet nothings.
He proudly stuck out his belly, “I have the right because my belly is capable of giving the Wife-master a daughter.”
***
Yan Jiyue was consumed with jealousy. He spread rumors that Xie Yi had once been branded with the mark of a “harlot” on his chest.
But on the night Xie Yi cut off the flesh bearing that mark, Su Mu suddenly realized something was amiss.
“How did you know the exact moment I was poisoned? And why did you show up a month early?”
Xie Yi remained silent, blood from his wound soaking through his robes. His sapphire eyes brimmed with anguish – or was it just a flawless act?
Between a once-arrogant husband now seeking redemption, and a gentle soul willing to die for her – who truly held the darkest secrets? And could it be that Su Mu and Yan Jiyue weren’t the only ones given a second chance at life…?
[Reading Guide]
1. True divorce, chasing the wife to the crematorium, the female lead doesn’t look back, the male lead is Xie Yi.
2. The ex-husband did not cheat, he just realized too late and didn’t realize that he liked the female lead.
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MANGA DISCUSSION
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Chapter Comments (16)
Larien, you went through a lot of difficulty.
i hope you will always be happy in the remaining years of your life.it was good to pretend he died because of the fire. there’s no body.
i’m not upset about Jade. for me, it’s Adrien 2. don’t forgive him.
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I tried to widen the distance between us, but the remaining space was already ti
I wonder how he is going to react when he meets lobelia…
"Weren't you naming her that because you couldn't forget me?"
This guy needs to grovel when he finds out. Like seriously
Blanche—she could have been his daughter.
Really hit the nail on the head here. This is gonna be a slow burn.
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agustus_orchid
her uncle is a very good person. i was afraid he would treat Larien badly since her mother died during childbirth.
her uncle (◠‿・)—☆
agustus_orchid
her father is an shameless man. How can you talk to your child in that tone?
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agustus_orchid
her father is a hopeless case. i think he is more compassionate towards his enemies.