The Duke Only Needs My Child (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 29
After the nobles surrounding the two had dispersed, Herdin handed Katrina a glass of wine and began.
“Are you afraid of me, Your Majesty?”
Katrina, who had been sipping the wine he offered, burst into laughter as if she’d just heard an amusing tale.
“Afraid? Me? Of you?”
Looking at Katrina, he saw his wife’s face. Blair resembled her—only that famously exquisite beauty once hailed as peerless.
The moment he realized this, the woman before him became even more repulsive.
“You’re brainwashing me as though you’re terrified I’ll uncover the truth—that you’re merely the niece of a criminal, and I’m the one who forgave you and welcomed you into our family. That’s the truth, isn’t it?”
Her desperate attempts to suppress his spirit were rather comical. His mother-in-law still seemed to view him as a fifteen-year-old boy.
Herdin set his emptied glass down on the table and added,
“But when your intentions are too transparent, they often provoke the opposite reaction.”
Katrina’s smile had vanished as she gazed at Herdin.
“What you know is the truth. That fact will never change.”
Though Katrina’s voice brimmed with conviction, Herdin, as if no longer wishing to engage with her, bowed politely and turned away.
Retreating to a quiet corner of the banquet hall, Herdin wet his dry throat with wine and surveyed the room.
His eyes, now accustomed to Blair’s presence, quickly found her among the crowd.
Blair was speaking with a woman at one side of the hall. Their expressions appeared unusually grave, suggesting a serious conversation.
But what troubled him more were the young men circling Blair, stealing glances at her.
Like jackals, they’d pounce the instant she showed the slightest opening—eager to exchange even a single word or brush their fingers against hers.
Just imagining what thoughts filled those heads sent a chill through his entire body.
During the wedding ceremony, Blair had stayed by his side, so he hadn’t noticed. Even the most lust-driven men wouldn’t dare approach the bride on her wedding day—not with the groom standing right beside her.
Yet recalling the victory banquet, such men had always swarmed around Blair. Only she herself had remained oblivious.
Just then, someone placed a hand on Herdin’s shoulder as he downed the last of his wine like whiskey.
“Is she really that good?”
Johannes Felic, second son of the Marquis Felic.
One of the few odd fellows who approached Herdin without fear or hesitation. Though Johannes himself claimed they were friends, apparently.
Without even glancing at Johannes, who had suddenly appeared and spoken out of the blue, Herdin asked,
“What is?”
“Your wife. Even at the victory banquet, you kept saying she wasn’t yours—but couldn’t take your eyes off her.”
“Nonsense.”
The reply slipped out smoothly, without the slightest hesitation.
Johannes stared at Herdin in disbelief.
Even now, while glaring daggers at every man who dared steal a glance at his own wife?
Unable to reconcile Herdin’s words with his actions, Johannes soon deduced his state of mind.
“Well, honestly, she is beautiful. With that face and figure, what man wouldn’t be captivated?”
So Herdin, like any other man, was drawn to Blair’s beauty.
‘Of course, unlike the others, this fool is legally entitled to be attracted to his own wife.’
Though Herdin had shown no interest in any woman until now, his bride was the Imperial Princess, famed as the empire’s greatest beauty—it made sense.
“Exaggerating a bit, if she wanted, she could probably make every man in this hall kneel at her feet…”
As Johannes rambled on, clearly thinking he understood Herdin perfectly, he abruptly trailed off upon meeting Herdin’s gaze—which had grown even more murderous than moments before.
“Oh, not me, of course! I’ve got some decency, you know. I’m not the kind of bastard who’d harbor lewd thoughts about his friend’s wife!”
Johannes hastily raised his glass toward Herdin’s, offering an awkward smile.
Herdin looked at him with utter disdain. It was infuriating how Johannes spoke such obvious truths as if pledging a thousand-year bond of loyalty.
Avoiding Johannes’ attempt to clink glasses, Herdin set his own glass back down and turned away. Johannes’ glass awkwardly brushed empty air.
“Hey, where are you going? Leaving an old friend like this?”
Hey, Your Grace!
Ignoring Johannes’ call, Herdin had taken a step toward the spot where Blair had been—but halted mid-stride.
She had already vanished.
[This is the timeline separator]“Sigh…”
The breath Blair exhaled spread white into the cold winter night.
‘I feel dizzy…’
She’d stepped onto the balcony to shake off the wine’s effects in the chilly wind, but instead felt heat rising in her body, making her even more intoxicated. Her mind was hazy.
Blair lightly slapped both cheeks and let out a heavy sigh.
“What should I do? If I go back inside like this, they’ll call me a drunkard…”
Normally not much of a drinker, she’d unknowingly consumed far beyond her limit while socializing—a grave mistake.
Though she didn’t feel completely drunk, just slightly dazed, she knew she couldn’t return to the banquet in this state.
Nobles considered losing oneself to drunkenness disgraceful, even at banquets. Thus, the wines served were usually light and low in alcohol.
And yet, she’d gotten drunk on such wine.
‘I need to go back quickly.’
But contrary to her intention, sleepiness overwhelmed her.
Just as Blair was about to drift off, the door clicked open—and someone stepped onto the balcony.
“…Rina?”
Thinking it was Rina returning with water, Blair froze when she saw who approached her.
“Well, well. If it isn’t our Imperial Highness herself?”
It was Wesley, heir of Marquis Baldwin. He’d always been friendly toward her since her days as princess, but the strong scent of alcohol hit her as he drew near.
“They say a woman grows more beautiful once she understands men—and indeed, you’ve grown lovelier since your marriage.”
Wesley’s unsteady steps and half-lidded eyes filled her with dread.
“…I should head back first.”
Blair forced clarity into her slurring speech, determined not to let him realize she was drunk—there was nothing to gain from revealing her weakness to someone clearly targeting her.
But Wesley, unwilling to let her go easily, blocked her path.
“Oh, come now. Meeting like this, yet you’re so cold? Spare me a moment.”
“I’m sorry, but I’ve been away from my seat too long…”
“My, aren’t we high-maintenance.”
Wesley roughly seized Blair’s wrist. Unsteady from the wine, she was pulled along effortlessly.
Startled, Blair tried to wrench free—but only succeeded in hurting her wrist further.
“Let go!”
“Now that you’re no maiden, why play the innocent lady? Be honest about your desires, madam.”
Just as Wesley yanked the swaying Blair toward him, a hand shot out from the open balcony doorway and clamped onto his wrist—with a grip so powerful it threatened to snap the bone.
Overwhelmed by pain, Wesley released Blair’s wrist.
“Gah… Who the hell—!”
He lunged to punch the intruder without warning—but froze upon seeing his face. Before him stood Herdin, his expression colder than the winter wind.
“Who the hell, you ask…”
Herdin kicked Wesley squarely in the stomach. Wesley tumbled comically across the balcony floor.
Herdin advanced toward the groaning Wesley. Though Wesley managed to rise, he tripped over Herdin’s foot and fell again before even attempting to strike back.
Sitting down to meet Wesley’s eyes, Herdin added in a low voice,
“This woman’s husband.”
Then, raising his fist, he warned,
“Bite down on your molars.”
Just as Herdin was about to strike the terrified Wesley—
Hic!
A hiccup escaped Blair, who’d stood frozen in shock throughout the ordeal. At the sound, Herdin’s fist paused mid-swing.
“…”
“…”
In the silence, only Blair’s rhythmic hiccups echoed.
Herdin lowered his raised hand. Instead, he grabbed Wesley’s head and whispered into his ear—too softly for Blair to hear.
“If I hear you bark even once more, next time you won’t taste anything with that tongue of yours.”
Releasing Wesley’s hair with a dismissive flick, Herdin rose. Blair was still hiccuping. Even then, she was beautiful.
Those large, dewy eyes ready to spill over at the slightest touch, her pale cheeks flushed faintly from the cold wind, her small lips parted slightly in surprise.
Watching her, Johannes’ words suddenly came to mind.
“Well, honestly, she is beautiful. With that face and figure, what man wouldn’t be captivated?”
Yes—that was precisely it.
Damnably beautiful—that’s why this mess happened.
Imagining every man in the banquet hall lusting after her with the same vile desire as Wesley, ogling and coveting her, made him want to gouge out all their eyes.
Before that happened, he wanted to lock her away somewhere only his eyes could reach—somewhere no one else could see.
He knew, of course, it was a mad thought.
Suppressing his wild impulses and seething emotions, Herdin took Blair’s hand.
“…Come with me.”
When the male lead is punished by carrying the female lead’s child and having periods like a woman
“I’ve given birth to two children for you, yet you still think about him.
Was I nothing but his substitute to you from beginning to end?”
Synopsis:
Meng Huan, a scumbag who has dated countless girlfriends, transmigrates to a female-dominated country.
Day 1: Whether it’s female dominance or not doesn’t matter. The beauties here are passionate and amorous. Isn’t it easier to date them than in modern times?
Day 2: After a night, Meng Huan discovers the differences in the female-dominated world. Men here actually have chastity locks and menstrual cycles. This hinders his ability to perform, damn it!
Day 3: What’s wrong with sleeping around? I don’t want you to marry me. I’m meant to be a playboy. I don’t care about male virtues… What? You want to drown me in a pig cage? Marry, I’ll marry!
Day N: Meng Huan inexplicably vomits and receives the shocking news of his life… He’s pregnant.
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Chapter Comments (801)
Get ready mam YOU SEIREN! 🫣🥴
My man is so down! Even tho she must be less lovely than her 1st life, how did he fall in love with that th0t?This chapter is both cute and hot.
Man I love how Blair drices Herdin crazy 😂but I hope he doesn’t hurt Blair poor girl
tsk tsk,herdin what a strong willed man you are,controlling your desire
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"......Be prepared when you wake up."
Why is the author so talented at making readers felt the quotations cause I can picture every of those sentences clearly and damn it’s hot😩🤌🏻
This man, even if he didn't know anything else, quite liked my body.
😆 lol our girl over here stating the facts! “He may not have lived me, but he sure enjoyed getting at me.” AHH! YES GIRL!
At that, Blair pouted her lips.
How cute! Herdin’s stealing her away! I’d make her my wife and take care of her and your son. I’m not jealous, hehehe.
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Hari_zumboe
The good thing about this male lead is that he realises his thoughts about locking her up are crazy!
Vasundra Devi SK
Men are such disgrace to society they are very delusional thinking women would give in to her desires but women has discipline unlike men
Tita Skz01
This episode blew my mind! If the main character hadn’t arrived… it was all the mother’s doing, no doubt about it! THAT CRAZY WITCH!
nadeee
i hope he can be more honest with her 🙁 but i also hope blair doesn’t forgive him easily tho
denlet
Om my godd, it is so good i want to read more, the main character chemistry was awsome