The Duke Only Needs My Child (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 37
Blair bit her lip, reflexively stifling the moan that threatened to escape.
Truthfully, she wasn’t in the mood to be held by him right now. After all, he might very well be the one who had tried to kill her.
Yet, the letter lying on the table weighed heavily on her mind—she feared that if she refused him, he might turn his attention back to it.
Blair let herself be held by Herdin, staring blankly at the sunset light spilling through the balcony.
In that moment, Herdin turned her body around to face him and seated her squarely before him. Then, without hesitation, he kissed her and asked,
“What are you thinking about so deeply?”
His unfathomable eyes, now close enough to touch, seemed to scour every corner of her mind.
After a brief hesitation, Blair finally spoke.
“Sir Caligo.”
The moment Caligo’s name passed her lips, Herdin’s gaze turned icy.
He disliked hearing another man’s name—especially that one—spoken from the very lips he had just kissed, and at this precise moment, no less.
Yet Blair, seemingly oblivious to his reaction, asked,
“Is he one of the subordinates you trust?”
“He’s someone who’s rolled with me across the brink of life and death.”
Herdin replied curtly before swallowing her lips once more. Only then did she seem to grasp his unspoken wish not to continue the conversation, and quietly surrendered herself to him.
Even though he’d gotten what he wanted, her compliance irritated him. Her attitude—utterly devoid of emotion, as if merely nursing a crying child—grated on his nerves.
The real problem, however, was that he was a damn beast, incapable of refusing it.
Herdin lifted Blair’s pale body into his arms and carried her toward the bed.
Their clothes fell away one by one, scattered along the path they’d taken.
After laying Blair on the bed, Herdin immediately embraced her. Unlike usual, he had no patience to wait today.
“Ahh….”
Blair’s body remained somewhat stiff, her tension not yet fully eased.
Her slender arms wrapped around Herdin’s back. Though overwhelmed and breathing heavily, she clumsily tried to respond to him.
Her gestures, her eyes filled solely with him—everything about her was beautiful.
Herdin pressed his lips to hers, mingling their breaths as if sharing his own with her.
Though in the end, he only ended up stealing hers away.
Soon, the room filled with the evening glow and the mingled sounds of their breathing. The grandfather clock shattered the quiet scene.
Dong— Dong—
The clock chimed, marking five in the afternoon.
Blair, who had been drowsily nestled against him, suddenly snapped to her senses and pushed against his chest.
But Herdin didn’t stop. He no longer had the presence of mind to do so.
Blair struggled desperately, forcing out the words between gasps.
“The… medicine… It’s time to take it.”
“…Medicine? Ah.”
Blair took her contraceptive pill at this exact time every day.
She often remained half-conscious until morning after enduring him until dawn, making her likely to forget it then. During the day, she was too busy with her own schedule to remember.
And at night, once they began, she never stayed lucid until dawn, so that time was out of the question too.
Thus, she’d chosen this ambiguous hour to take her pill.
“If I don’t take it now, I might forget…”
Blair reached toward the nightstand beside the bed. The pill bottle she’d set out earlier sat waiting atop it.
Seeing this, Herdin’s eyes turned cold. He disliked the desperate way she stretched for the bottle.
Was this woman truly thinking of nothing but safely completing their contract marriage? Did she never consider any other possibility?
Could she really spare the mental space for such trivialities while doing this with him?
After all he’d done to drive her mad with desire.
The mere thought that anything other than him could occupy her mind infuriated him.
“You seem to have the luxury of distraction.”
The instant Blair’s fingers touched the bottle, Herdin moved.
“Ah!”
The jolt made her body tremble, and the bottle slipped from her grasp onto the floor.
Herdin forcibly turned her gaze—fixed on the nightstand—back to himself and whispered,
“It won’t hurt to skip it for just one day.”
“No, I can’t.”
Blair’s face turned deathly pale. Seeing her expression only fueled his sadistic irritation.
He silenced her lips with his own, ensuring she couldn’t resist further. He hadn’t been able to stop anyway.
Blair swallowed a sound of protest, as if resisting him—but Herdin wasn’t about to let that pass.
In a rough, gravelly voice, as if scraped raw from his throat, he growled,
“Make a sound.”
His actions grew increasingly relentless until Blair finally lost control and let out a breath. It had been a hopeless battle from the start.
Herdin pulled her even deeper into his embrace.
She was warm and soft. Holding her released a fragrance; biting into her yielded sweetness. Buried in her embrace—a swamp from which he couldn’t escape—everything else faded into the distance.
Yet alongside that satisfaction came an unsettling fear: even as he held her, she might vanish like grains of sand slipping through his fingers.
So he tormented Blair even more obsessively. Only when she cried out and responded to him did he truly feel she was still within his arms.
Eventually, the breaths both had been holding burst forth.
Herdin suppressed his own heat until Blair’s trembling body finally stilled, then slowly withdrew.
Her ragged breathing gradually calmed, and focus returned to her hazy eyes—now brimming with reproach directed solely at him.
Blair pushed away his chest as he tried to embrace her again. Though her feeble strength couldn’t possibly move him, Herdin surprisingly relented without resistance.
Blair sat up to retrieve the pill bottle from the carpet beneath the bed. In that moment, her legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the floor.
But she didn’t seem to care. She took a pill from the bottle and swallowed it dry—normally impossible without water, but urgency made it go down.
Only then did a sigh of relief escape her.
She couldn’t afford to conceive now. The child would most likely not be Asiel’s.
‘Asiel…’
Asiel was her driving force.
If she couldn’t see that beloved child again, this second life—miraculously granted—would hold no meaning for her.
The thought that she’d nearly lost him because of this man sent a chill through her blood.
Herdin watched silently as she remained seated on the carpet, unable to rise. Then he lifted Blair into his arms.
She didn’t push his hands away, but the resentment in her eyes was unmistakable.
With a sigh, Herdin finally spoke.
“If, by some remote chance, you become pregnant—I’ll take responsibility—”
“…No. That won’t happen.”
Blair’s voice trembled faintly as she cut him off.
But after composing herself, her next words were firm and unwavering.
“We’re getting divorced. As per our contract.”
[This is the timeline separator]After finishing his bath, Herdin entered the bedroom carrying a simple breakfast handed to him by a maid.
Blair lay facing away from him.
Her already petite frame looked even smaller buried under the covers. She was clearly pretending to sleep—but Herdin wasn’t so easily fooled.
He watched her with cold, somber eyes.
She’d been like this all night.
Whenever he held her, she obediently surrendered her body—but that was all. Though she offered no resistance, Herdin had noticed.
She was silently enduring the night, waiting for it to end. This quiet endurance was her utmost form of protest.
Herdin set the tray on the nightstand and lifted Blair up. But she quietly slipped out of his arms.
“…I’ll eat a bit later.”
“Why?”
“My stomach feels off. I want to rest.”
Blair refused to meet his eyes, and Herdin’s lips twisted bitterly.
Now she was resorting to hunger strikes.
He placed the tray directly in front of her. Seeing it, Blair’s delicate brow furrowed.
“I don’t want to eat right—”
Before she could finish, Herdin cupped her cheek and pressed his lips to hers. Sweet juice passed between them—the strawberry that had topped the pancake.
Startled by the sudden kiss, Blair instinctively swallowed the strawberry in her mouth. Only then did Herdin pull away.
He wiped the strawberry juice from her lips with his thumb and looked at her.
Her wide eyes, initially startled, had already twisted with unshed tears—brimming with reproach.
But even that expression looked beautiful, undoubtedly because this woman had been cursed with breathtaking loveliness.
Herdin placed a fork in Blair’s hand.
“Eat. Before I feed you everything myself.”
Though phrased as a request, Blair understood it was closer to a threat.
She knew exactly what his “feeding” entailed—not the ordinary meaning, but precisely what he’d just demonstrated with his own body.
Blair glanced between the food before her and him, then set the fork down.
A suffocating silence settled between them.
Blair met his gaze squarely and spoke.
“…I don’t want to.”
“…”
“I truly… hate you…”
Her suppressed emotions poured out, raw and unfiltered.
Her eyes, on the verge of tears, held them back—but her hands, clutching the blanket instead of the fork, trembled violently.
Herdin stared at her with piercing blue eyes, then turned and left the room.
Male lead fell into her trap — and shattered when she walked away
This is also on my reread list!
This one is a slow burn, but when it burns, it burns hard.
Definitely worth a read, y’all!
The story follows a thousand-year-old seductive spirit who, on a bet, sets out to charm the male lead—a once-promising but unfortunate cultivator.
But just when she succeeds in making him fall for her, she heartlessly leaves, driving him to madness.
Determined to find her at all costs, he captures her, keeping her by his side no matter what, even if she hates him.
I love this kind of trope—I enjoy watching the male lead suffer in agony.
The ending drags a bit with unnecessary filler, but that’s fine.
As long as I enjoy the beginning, I’m good.
Intro
As an enchantress, Su Heng possesses captivating eyes and charming beauty, easily manipulating the joys and sorrows of living beings at her fingertips.
But to enchant a god, making him taste the bitterness of love’s separation, long-lasting resentment, unattainable desires, and inability to let go…
Do you dare?
Su Heng assists a divine lord in his cultivation, aiming to make him experience all the sufferings of love, so that he can attain the Great Dao.
Only after being chased down from the heavens by the divine lord, confined and completely possessed by him, does she realize how successful she has been.
The once gentle and polite youth has transformed into someone she no longer recognizes.
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Asiel!!! Come to your mother soon..
Caligo.. Does perhaps have something to do with the Empress side? Like Blair was killed in previous life as she no longer served and purpose??? 🤔🤔
What a nasty, obsessive monster! 😡 I feel so sorry for poor Blair. 😭
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But with the very man who killed her standing right before her eyes, she couldn'
I can’t even imagine how must she feels, he is the one who killed maybe killed her child too, yet he is still innocent in this point! That’s why would you go back in time and unalive innocent (future bad people)?
Honestly, I would.
"Since you went to the trouble of bringing them, it would be rude not to eat the
Heh, boys! ☕ They hate and mistreat you but the moment you are useful they will shower you with love!
Caligo was considered one of the elite knights within the order—strong, skilled,
he doesn’t seem that evil rn i think there will be a plot twist pointing towards someone else
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VKotaku28
proved yourself to be just a shameless guy!!!
Mimi
I hated Herdin in this chapter. It’s no use being sweet if you’re going to force your partner into something she doesn’t want out of pure jealousy.
Hari_zumboe
The thing is, i know that Herdin can be incredibly attentive, when he wants to be. I just wish he allowed himself to care for her.
AKUMA is an akuma
What is wrong with him??? Like be a gentleman? But I think jealousy is really hard
Sab Wading
I understand Blair but if I was her, I possibly can’t make it long to stay and just choose to run away early, live my life freely away from everything or everyone who hurted me in the past.