The Circumstances of Being Chosen as the Villainess’s Favorite - Chapter 195
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Special Side Story Episode 8
Endymion’s pupils shook as if an earthquake had struck.
Even if she bought all those baby items now, she’d have to wait at least a year before they could be properly used.
Evangeline had even generously collected children’s toys.
Rattles and mobiles for newborns were just the beginning.
Rocking horses for children to ride, fluffy teddy bears, toy soldiers, fairy tale books, colorful blocks.
At this point, it was suspicious whether Evangeline’s new hobby had become collecting baby items.
“I hope my nephew is born soon.”
But Evangeline looked so happy saying that, Endymion couldn’t say anything.
“Honestly, if the baby resembles Larit, wouldn’t it be the prettiest baby in the world?”
“Certainly…”
Endymion, who had been imagining the appearance of the baby to be born, soon agreed.
House of Claudius was, after all, a family famous for having many handsome men and beautiful women from long ago.
Among them, Dietrich possessed exceptional beauty.
Moreover, Lady Claudius was also objectively a beauty with an elegant atmosphere.
Though not as glamorous as her husband or sister-in-law, her refined feeling was charming.
A baby born from such two people…
‘I don’t know if it would be the prettiest in the world, but it would certainly be cute.’
Evangeline’s eyes sparkled as she continued speaking.
“I’m really confident I can take good care of them.”
Yes, it certainly seems that way…
Endymion, who had been smiling awkwardly, opened his mouth.
“Still, Eva.”
“Yes?”
Evangeline looked at Endymion with wide, round eyes.
Endymion added slyly.
“I’d still rather see a child who resembles Eva more than the Duke or Lady Claudius.”
“…Uh, uh.”
Evangeline, who had been moving her lips for a moment, blushed bright red.
Then she clenched her fist and struck Endymion’s chest hard.
“Really, Your Highness!”
“Ugh.”
Endymion let out a gasp.
The touch of the world’s most adorable, lovable, and beautiful lover was very, very spicy…
* * *
Meanwhile, in Dietrich’s case.
“Duke, are you leaving work early again today?”
Just as the financial meeting had ended.
Endymion approached Dietrich, unable to hide his mischievous expression.
“As expected of a devoted husband, you leave work punctually these days?”
That was right.
Dietrich, who usually mercilessly squeezed his subordinate administrators and showed extreme work efficiency.
Recently, he would dash out of the meeting room as soon as meetings ended.
Dietrich, who had just grabbed the door handle, glanced back.
“Why.”
His momentum was quite menacing, causing Endymion to unconsciously stiffen his shoulders.
“I’ve worked this much, isn’t that enough? What more do you want?”
“Du, Duke?”
“I’m going to see my wife, what have you contributed to that, Your Highness?”
Dietrich retorted sarcastically.
Endymion, who had casually spoken just to tease him once, broke out in cold sweat.
“And you called me a devoted husband.”
Blue eyes stared blankly at Endymion.
“Your Highness isn’t in a position to say such things, are you?”
“What? Why would I…”
“You spent days and nights sighing deeply because of your unrequited love for our Eva.”
“Duke!!”
Endymion’s face turned bright red as he shouted.
Regardless, Dietrich sharply raised his eyebrows and scolded again.
“How dare you try to tease me by calling me a devoted husband?”
“…”
Honestly… he had nothing to say to that.
During the time he was worrying about his relationship with Evangeline, he could barely concentrate on work.
“I’m only forgiving Your Highness because you’re head over heels for our Eva. Really, just thinking about how Your Highness completely took Eva away…”
Dietrich, grinding his teeth, quickly left the meeting room.
“Then I’m leaving.”
Click.
The door closed.
Endymion, who had been glaring at the closed door, covered his reddened face and let out a long sigh.
“Phew, really…”
He had tried to play a prank once and ended up completely backfiring.
Endymion couldn’t hide his bitter feelings.
* * *
Larite spent her pregnancy period relatively comfortably.
After passing the early pregnancy stage, her physical condition rapidly stabilized, and morning sickness wasn’t severe.
However, the Claudius siblings thought differently.
“Larit, is there anywhere you feel uncomfortable?”
Dietrich would eagerly ask every time he occasionally made eye contact with his wife.
“Is there anything you want to eat?”
Evangeline was desperate to do something for her somehow.
It couldn’t be helped.
In the two siblings’ eyes, Larite looked like glasswork that could break at any moment.
Thus, strange scenes would unfold at Claudius’ Townhouse.
When Larite would waddle around stroking her swollen belly, the Claudius siblings would follow behind her.
Afraid she might fly away if blown on, or break if squeezed.
Their precious care was embarrassing even for Larite herself.
“I, I don’t think it’s necessary to go this far.”
Once she gathered courage to say that.
“What do you mean it’s not necessary?”
“Eva is right. Larit, you really…”
She had to quietly close her mouth at the two siblings’ eager rebuttals.
Sometimes they would try to invite musicians for prenatal education to perform, or call poets to recite poetry.
Larite would hastily stop them.
But it was still a peaceful time.
* * *
Thus time passed, and the day of birth arrived.
Despite being her first birth, Larite gave birth without much difficulty.
Waaah, waaah-!
The vigorous crying of the newborn baby faintly flowed out of the birthing room.
‘Could it be?!’
The Claudius siblings, who had been restlessly pacing in front of the birthing room all day, suddenly lifted their heads.
And.
“My lady has given birth safely!”
The midwife who had been assisting with Larite’s delivery poked her head out of the birthing room with a bright face.
“It’s a healthy son!”
Dietrich shot up from his seat.
Then he asked in an impatient tone.
“The mother?”
“My lady is naturally healthy as well!”
At that answer, Dietrich and Evangeline rushed into the birthing room without hesitation.
Larite was holding a small baby in her arms, cooing at him.
Though she looked somewhat tired, she didn’t seem to be in any discomfort.
Just then, Larite gently lifted her gaze.
As soon as she faced the two siblings, a gentle smile spread across her weary face.
“You came?”
“Larit, are you alright?”
Dietrich asked Larite in a trembling voice.
“Of course.”
Larite quickly nodded her head.
Evangeline approached Larite’s side like a cat, moving stealthily.
At the same time, an exclamation flowed from between Evangeline’s lips.
“Wow….”
Even though he was a newborn baby, his features were very distinct.
The sight of him with his eyes tightly closed, smacking his lips, was simply adorable.
A faint trace of laughter tinged Evangeline’s voice.
“He has blonde hair.”
The baby’s head was covered with fluffy, cotton-like blonde hair.
Evangeline muttered, not knowing what to do with herself.
“What should I do, he’s so small….”
But then.
The baby slightly frowned, then slowly lifted his eyelids.
The flower-pink eyes he inherited from Larite looked back and forth between his aunt and his father beside her.
Then he smiled brightly.
“I told you so.”
As soon as she saw that smile, Evangeline’s face melted completely.
“My nephew would be the cutest baby in the world.”
Meanwhile, Dietrich had remained silent the entire time Evangeline was making all sorts of fuss.
‘What’s with this guy, why is he so quiet?’
With that question in mind, Evangeline quickly turned to look beside her.
At the same time, Evangeline’s mouth fell wide open.
“H-Her Brother?”
“….”
Dietrich pressed his lips tightly together.
Evangeline asked back in an incredulous tone.
“Don’t tell me, are you crying?”
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