Taylor, clueless and reprimanded by Marina, was chased away with a head full of question marks.
Many servants witnessed this scene and lamented the lack of tact from the most popular man in the Julius mansion.
Meanwhile, the maids, who kept receiving questions about Reina’s whereabouts, were starting to get annoyed.
Taylor Lorenson, the royal guest, Rembrandt’s attendant, and even the servants genuinely curious about why Reina was not visible.
More people than expected were looking for Reina’s whereabouts.
“…….”
And Tristan, who was the last to arrive, unfortunately approached the maids who were fed up with the same question.
“Is it about Reina again? How many people today already. It’s really amazing.”
The maids’ reaction, shaking their heads with bored faces as they looked at each other, was unexpected.
Confused, Tristan stared at the maids in front of him.
“……What does that mean? Are you saying that besides me, there are other people asking about ‘Reina’?”
The maids looked at him with a teasing light and spoke mockingly.
“If you want to see Reina, you’ll have to wait quite a bit.”
“Ah, no.”
Feeling uncomfortable at the nuance in their words, Tristan frowned and raised his hand to deny it.
“I’m not asking out of that kind of interest. I’m married to begin with. I’m just curious about basic things about her. Age, reputation, family, that sort of thing……”
“My lord.”
The maid smirked.
“We don’t sell information about people inside the mansion. I suppose you’ve just arrived and don’t know much, so I won’t blame your rudeness.”
“!”
Tristan paused and faltered at the maid’s words. The maid continued.
“We are the servants of ‘Julius’. We receive high salaries in exchange for heavy mouths and high professionalism.”
He knew that they were the highest paid servants on the continent.
But for some reason, Tristan swallowed his resistance and finally said.
“……I apologize. But is it right for me, the closest knight to Lord Arthur, to buy information? As you know, Lord Arthur is the successor to this Marquis. Isn’t he the future family?”
The maids looked at each other, and surprisingly, they smiled as if they found him cute.
Tristan was slightly taken aback by the unexpected reaction.
The maid spoke.
“My lord. If you don’t mind, I have some advice for you.”
“……Yes. I’ll listen.”
“If I were you, I wouldn’t let on that I’m gathering information on Lord Arthur’s orders. As you said, Lord Arthur will be the successor to the Marquis, and Lord Tristan will soon become our prospective family member with the same education, so I’m letting you know in advance.”
“!”
Realizing his mistake and embarrassed, Tristan’s face turned red.
Toward him, who was unable to speak, the maid shrugged her shoulders with a professional expression and generously responded.
“Well. It seems I can tell you that the number of men wanting information about Reina today has exceeded three fingers. Because you’re a prospective family member.”
[This is the time separator]Regaining his composure and reprimanding himself for taking the task of gathering information about a servant lightly, Tristan was angry with himself.
Was it because he felt relieved to meet his family and finally return to a safe place?
He must have lost his mind.
He acted like a fool with a leaky mind.
He underestimated the affairs of the mansion.
This place would be another battlefield for Arthur.
“…….”
He would have to approach from the beginning.
Reina. And Taylor Lorenson…….
“Excuse me, did ‘Reina’ quit her job?”
As Tristan walked regretfully, he heard the name he was looking for and immediately stopped behind a pillar.
“No, she’s still working. What’s the matter?”
Francis, the attendant of Rembrandt, smiled a little awkwardly.
“I want to deliver a letter to Reina…… but I can’t find her anywhere.”
“Ah, a letter. I’ll deliver it.”
As the servant readily extended his hand, Francis smiled hesitantly.
“Um…… I wanted to deliver it personally before I leave. Didn’t she originally clean here? Why can’t I see her?”
The servant made a regretful expression.
“Ah…… originally, yes…… but Reina was called as the lady’s maid a few days ago. She seems to be always with the lady. I don’t know when she’ll be back…… what should I do.”
Tristan hid and listened.
This was the information he wanted.
Tristan was taken aback, even as he felt a surge of gratitude for his luck.
Many people had asked him about ‘Reina’, and it was indeed true.
He quickly scanned the questioner’s attire and face while hiding behind the pillar.
A unique silk pattern in the man’s overcoat caught his eye.
‘Part of the Royal Family?’
Having recently been with the Crown Prince’s army, he was able to recognize it easily.
A pattern only those working for the royal family could use. Looking at its usage range and pattern, it seemed to be of medium to high rank.
Gentry. At least a quasiaristocrat. Not a commoner.
An aide or servant of a highranking noble?
Male lead says he’s pregnant — and it’s female lead’s child
Something seems a bit off about this world.
Wang Zhao thought as she watched a pregnant man walking towards her…
Intro
Female lead finds herself in a world where the men who possess the ability to bear children.
As she navigates this unfamiliar reality, she is caught off guard by the sudden appearance of her boyfriend, who reveals that he is pregnant.
Is this truly her boyfriend?
Why can’t she recall any details about their time together?
She begins to doubt whether the child her boyfriend is carrying is even hers.
Is there a hidden reason behind her amnesia, or could it be a side effect of her sudden arrival in this strange new world?
Just when it seems the protagonist’s life couldn’t become any more entangled, her ex-boyfriend makes an unexpected appearance, raising questions about the protagonist’s past.
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