Pregnant With The Wolf's Child (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 15
“The noisy and foolish ones.” That phrase somehow sounded oddly familiar.
“Noisy things. If you’re foolish, at least be quiet.”
Jade’s past words and actions briefly flashed through my mind.
“Where have I heard that before?”
It matched perfectly with something he often said whenever dealing with people.
“Even though I’ve never once seen Jade…”
Mary approached and whispered softly,
“Baroness Beatrice has arrived. She says she has something to tell you and would like to see you briefly—what should we do?”
“…Baroness Beatrice? Please show her to the drawing room.”
Ellie, Baroness Beatrice’s daughter, was the very friend Blanche was talking about.
I went to the drawing room and sat across from Baroness Beatrice.
“I’m sorry for coming so suddenly, Viscountess.”
She greeted me with a tense gesture.
“It’s fine, Madam. Please speak freely.”
“It’s just that… Blanche seemed to argue with Ellie while playing and bit her arm.”
“…Blanche bit her arm? Is Ellie all right?”
I flushed with shame toward Baroness Beatrice and Ellie.
“Thankfully, she didn’t bite hard, so there’s no wound. But I thought it best you be aware, so I came.”
“Madam, I’ll firmly reprimand her so this never happens again.”
I lowered my head toward Baroness Beatrice.
“Viscountess, there’s no need for you to bow your head to me! I only came to ask that you be more careful next time. Please don’t worry about it.”
“No, please tell Ellie I’m sorry too.”
Given our social standings, a simple assurance of caution would have sufficed.
But as Blanche’s mother, I wanted to offer a proper apology.
After all, she had also gathered the courage to come here for her child’s sake.
After Baroness Beatrice left, I told Blanche to sit on the reflection chair.
“Blanche, stay there until you reflect on what you did wrong.”
“Hmph! Shushu didn’t do anything wrong!”
“Of course you did. You bit your friend’s arm.”
Never having met Jade even once, how could her personality be so identical?
Today just happened to be her birthday, which made scolding her feel harder.
“If I don’t correct her now, Blanche will end up like Jade—struggling even more to connect with others.”
Still, I knew I was handling this correctly.
“Blanche.”
At the firm sound of her name, Blanche slowly let out the air she’d puffed into her cheeks.
“…Shushu didn’t do anything wrong.”
Blanche refused to let go of her stubbornness.
‘Jade, what if you beat Lord Luden’s son like that?’
‘He deserved it first. I did nothing wrong.’
Even that reminded me of Jade, so I kept watching Blanche with a stern gaze.
“Blanche Boston.”
Tiny tears formed in Blanche’s eyes before slowly beginning to fall one by one.
“…Ellie said first that Shushu doesn’t have a daddy and teased me!”
“Blanche, what did you just say…?”
“Jenny kept shouting over and over that Shushu doesn’t have a daddy!”
At Blanche’s outburst, my breath caught in my throat.
“Even though Shushu said she has a daddy, they kept saying she doesn’t, so Shushu didn’t want to play! But Mama… only scolds Shushu and says it’s Shushu’s fault—because Mama hates Shushu! Shushu hates Mama too!”
Blanche shook her small shoulders, then leaped from her chair and ran upstairs to her room.
“They teased her for not having a father…?”
I should have followed Blanche, but my body wouldn’t move. I was the foolish one.
“Oh no, what should I do? I didn’t even know about that.”
I should’ve asked why she didn’t want to play.
“I scolded her for no reason.”
I was frantic with regret for not listening to Blanche first.
Aaron, who had quietly observed the situation, finally spoke.
“Viscountess, didn’t you foresee this day would come—that Blanche would one day seek her father?”
“…I don’t know what to do now.”
I’d always known I’d eventually have to tell Blanche about Jade.
But because she’d never once asked about her father until now, I’d grown complacent.
I’d comforted myself, thinking she’d be fine without him.
I hadn’t even noticed the loneliness clouding Blanche’s eyes as she clung to the belief that she had a father.
Perhaps it was because I understood better than anyone the feelings caused by the absence of a father.
I felt guilty, knowing the wound inflicted by being mocked for not having a father might never fully heal.
“I’ll handle today’s business myself. Please don’t worry—go to Blanche.”
“…I’ll trust only you, Aaron. Thank you.”
Grateful for Aaron’s consideration, I headed toward Blanche’s room but stopped abruptly at a note hanging on the door.
[ Mom, forbidden to enter! ]It was a clear sign she didn’t want to talk to me right now.
“Blanche, Mama’s sorry.”
Blanche, clearly still furious, gave no response.
“Mama was just worried you’d feel sad if you drifted apart from your friends…”
“…”
“I should’ve asked first what your friends said that made you not want to play. I’m sorry I didn’t understand your feelings, Blanche.”
Was fleeing here really the best choice after all?
Back then, I’d only thought I had to protect Blanche.
If I gave her all my love, if I gave her everything I had,
I believed I could raise Blanche well—even without Jade.
“Blanche, if you don’t want to see Mama right now, that’s fine. Come out later. Mama won’t go to work today.”
“…”
“Mama doesn’t hate our daughter at all. Do you know how much Mama loves you, Blanche?”
For some reason, I didn’t even feel confident enough to look at Blanche right now.
[This is the timeline separator]Curled up under the covers, Blanche hurriedly wiped away her falling tears.
Her heart ached as if pricked by needles.
It was all Ellie’s and Jenny’s fault for being so noisy and foolish.
‘My daddy takes me on picnics every weekend and gives me horsey rides! Blanche, you don’t even have a daddy like me—so you’ve never done any of this, right?’
Ellie, who bragged that her daddy was strong and tall and lifted her extra high for horsey rides, was just so noisy.
It wasn’t wrong to call her noisy—she talked way too much for no reason!
And it was true Jenny was foolish.
‘Blanche never had a daddy from the start. So why do you lie and say you do? Lying is bad.’
If you didn’t have a daddy, you wouldn’t even exist—so it was foolish of Jenny to insist it was a lie just because she lacked basic common sense.
“Hmph, who doesn’t have a daddy? Shushu has one too.”
Yet Mama scolded her for not getting along with her friends, not even realizing this.
Because Mama wouldn’t take her side, Blanche felt wronged and heartbroken.
“Tch, Shushu is mad! Won’t look at Mama’s face today. Hate you, hate you so much.”
…Truthfully, she didn’t hate her at all. Even after being scolded, Mama was still the best in the whole world.
Blanche had originally decided not to tell Mama what her friends had said.
Sometimes, in her sleep, Mama would murmur how sorry she was for raising Blanche without a father.
Right now, what Blanche couldn’t bear to see was Mama’s saddened face.
“This is all Daddy’s fault.”
If Daddy had been here, she wouldn’t have heard those things from her friends, and Mama wouldn’t be sad.
“Why won’t Daddy come see Shushu? Does he hate Shushu so much he doesn’t even want to see her?”
…Still, it was okay.
Blanche wasn’t alone.
She had Mama, who told her she loved her every day; Mary, who prepared delicious snacks; and Uncle Aaron.
“If Shushu studies hard, never throws tantrums, and behaves well, Daddy will come visit, right?”
But even if she studied hard and became smart, even if she never threw tantrums and stayed well-behaved…
“What if Daddy still doesn’t come to see Shushu?”
Blanche tightly held back the rising emotion.
“Mustn’t cry. If I cry, Daddy will come even less.”
When she finally met Daddy, Blanche wanted to greet him with a bright smile.
“I need to practice smiling now! So it won’t look awkward!”
She pulled the corners of her mouth upward while looking in the mirror, but they trembled and quickly drooped again.
“Maybe if I wish upon a star, it’ll come true!”
She remembered a storybook where someone wished upon a star and reunited with their lost family.
Blanche knelt down, clasped her hands together, and closed her eyes.
“Dear Star, please let me meet Daddy.”
Paaaah—!
A pure white light rippled around her, enveloping Blanche’s body.
Rubbing her eyes in disbelief at what she’d just seen,
“Star must’ve twinkled like this to grant Shushu’s wish!”
Now all she had to do was wait for her wish to come true.
Excited at the thought of meeting Daddy soon,
Blanche bounced gleefully on her bed—then suddenly collapsed as her whole body went limp.
“Shushu, why… why’s everything so dizzy…?”
She’d been having slight trouble breathing since earlier.
Her cheeks felt hot, and snot dribbled down her nose.
“…Mama. Shushu’s sick.”
She tried to speak loudly enough for Mama to hear, but her voice came out only as a tiny whisper.
Her vision blurred, and her eyelids grew heavy.
“Mamaaa…”
Blanche softly called out desperately for Mama as her eyes slowly closed.
Male lead is a Divorced Husband
She said to him: “Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change it!”
Liu Changning transmigrated into a female cannon fodder character in a female-dominant novel.
After reading the first half of the novel’s plot, the first thing she did upon transmigration was to divorce the Pan Jinlian-style male protagonist she had just married.
She indulged herself, pretending to be ugly and poor.
But as time passed, the way that man looked at her became more and more unusual…
Liu Changning was dumbfounded: Tell me, what makes you like me? I’ll change!
――
This lifetime, Pei Yuanshao was rejected by the same woman twice!
The first time, she drove him away. Forced by the situation, he endured the waves of anger in his heart, yielding and humbling himself.
That person lay slanted on a rocking chair, her sallow face emotionless: “If you don’t want a divorce, go cook!”
Pei Yuanshao’s face was dark and gloomy: “You!”
The second time, after the crisis in Jinling City was resolved, the new emperor sent someone to pick him up. He turned around, stammering: “I… I have to go. If you keep me…”
That person lay on the kang bed, her back to him, as if she had long anticipated this day, crisp and clear: “Goodbye!”
Pei Yuanshao was so angry his fingers trembled: “You… you!”
The mission of family and country made him restrain himself, averting his eyes and turning to leave this broken household.
Two years later, they met again. Seeing her ethereal face, his body shook like a sieve.
“She was originally a ‘she’!”
At the Qionglin Banquet, the top scholar of the imperial examination, a talented person with exceptional speech and conduct, all the unmarried young gentlemen from aristocratic families looked at her with shy and timid eyes.
The peerless imperial official Pei Yuanshao felt the anger in his heart erupt. He pointed at the woman surrounded by the crowd at the Qionglin Banquet, his thin lips slightly curled: “Little sister, I wants that person to be the wife-master of my Mingde Prince Manor.”
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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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That chapter was an absolute good ! . I honestly cannot wait to see what happens next.
Ugh.. All these drama happened just because they can’t be truthful with one another. What a pain.
There would be no story without all these misunderstandings.