Chapter 51
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 51
Chapter Title: The Young Lady Who Wants to Make a Baby (Complete)
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The air seemed to freeze solid, carrying a bizarre chill.
Whenever something huge goes wrong, humans instinctively sense it. And it's always accompanied by an overwhelming silence.
"Uh...?"
Dia lifted her head, spitting out my member with a thin silver thread still connecting her lips.
My gaze was naturally fixed on the door, and Dia's followed suit.
"I knew this would happen. Hehe. Am I right?"
There stood a green-haired maid, her lips twisted into a grotesque smirk.
It was Sua. It would've been fine if it were just Sua, but unfortunately, it wasn't. There were many people at the door.
Faces that had become familiar to me: Iaseom, Hildia, Alfred, and a crowd of other maids.
Confusion naturally spread across my face. But I wasn't the only one flustered. The maids and Alfred looked pale—very pale.
"How shocked would Lady Abera be if she saw this herself? Heh. Well, everyone here is a witness now."
In the frozen scene, Sua slowly stepped forward toward Dia.
She let out an exaggerated "Ah~" and chuckled softly. The maid's gaze was fixed on Dia, and under that ominous glare, Dia flinched and trembled.
Sua approached the bed and lightly poked Dia's shoulder.
She must have held back in front of the other maids and Alfred, but Dia could clearly sense the mocking intent behind it.
"...Put some clothes on, miss. Or should I wipe your mouth first? Heh. Hehehe. Hehehehe."
"Sua...?"
"I said put your clothes on. Lady Abera will be here soon."
At those words, both Ganeghan and Dia began to dress.
Dia, whose body had been lightly trembling, seemed to snap to her senses at the mention of Abera.
She hurriedly tried to put on her clothes, only to realize that all she had was Ganeghan's shirt, and she slumped in complete resignation, her head hanging low like her soul had fled her body.
Dia began fumbling to put on her dress. In front of everyone, with no one to help, but she had to.
"Why...?"
The young lady's voice trembled with bewilderment.
"Why what?"
"Y-You clearly told me to..."
"When did I? Keeheehee."
"....."
Sua mocked Dia and leaned in to whisper in her ear.
"Miss, look at the cord I hung from the ceiling!"
Dia glanced up blankly. There it was, pulled taut. But that couldn't be—she definitely hadn't pulled it.
"...It connects to the floor above too. Hehe."
Only then did it click why so many servants had gathered.
"How on earth did this happen? Hehe. Hee~"
As Sua spoke, the pale-faced servants, who had been scanning the room, turned their gazes toward her.
They looked curious now. Just what had caused this?
"First things first... Hehe. Right, the most important part is that our Dia is a drug addict, while Mr. Ganeghan is a responsible adult who should know better."
The man and the young lady on the bed listened in silence for a moment.
It wasn't that they had nothing to say—it was that the atmosphere demanded they hold their tongues. So they decided to hear Sua out first.
"Well... The personal physician seduced the impaired Lady Dia. That's the only story that makes sense, right? Turns out Mr. Ganeghan's just a man after all. Couldn't control his lust and did this... Pheeheehee."
"...That's not true."
Anger flickered across Dia's sullen face as she listened quietly. The young lady slowly lifted her head.
Her eyes, blazing with fire, glared at Sua as if to devour her.
"This was purely my choice...!"
"Sua's right."
But suddenly, Ganeghan cut Dia off.
It wasn't Sua's voice—it was the man she loved—so Dia's mouth snapped shut.
"Huh?"
Sua tilted her head, and Ganeghan, now fully dressed, continued calmly.
"Lady Dia didn't know any better. I took advantage of that."
Hearing that, Dia felt a cold chill slam into her chest. She was baffled, unable to comprehend.
"I deliberately seduced Lady Dia, and my goal was her body."
"What are you..."
"Stay quiet, miss."
Ganeghan's gaze was firmer than ever.
No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't understand. But one thing was clear: Ganeghan was deliberately lying.
She could feel he was doing it to turn the situation in their favor, which only made Dia feel more frustrated.
What should she do?
She wanted to interrupt him, but sticky emotions weighed down her heart, sealing her lips.
It was truly an inexplicable feeling.
If she let this continue, something terrible would happen to Ganeghan. Yet believing this was his will made it impossible to resist.
She lacked the courage to defy his intentions.
And why? Because Ganeghan was the one she'd vowed to follow for life.
"Uh... um, you're admitting it more easily than I thought. Hehe. Well, whatever. Giving up isn't so bad."
Sua smirked, convinced of her victory, silently staring at Ganeghan as if eager to watch him crumble completely.
"It wasn't hard. Lady Dia barely resisted—in fact, like this."
With that, Ganeghan pulled Dia tightly into his arms.
Sua burst into mocking laughter, and the servants murmured.
Ganeghan whispered to the frozen Dia.
"Lady Dia."
Dia shuddered. Ganeghan called her name again.
"Lady Dia. Can you hear me?"
Ever so slightly, just enough for Ganeghan to notice, the young lady nodded.
"Think only of yourself right now. Sua's more dangerous than you imagine—she orchestrated this to drive us both to ruin. I'll handle myself. I'll find a way soon. Got it? You just focus on your own safety for now."
Dia's body trembled as she listened quietly.
"Lady Abera will question this and talk to me at least once. I'll handle the conversation well then. Trust me. I trust you, that's why I'm saying this."
The young lady clenched her fists, her shoulders trembling involuntarily. So this is what it means to cry without tears, Dia thought quietly.
"Don't let on about the two weeks of studying either. It'll be useful when the time comes. But not yet. Keep pretending to be fragile, like you can't overcome the drug's effects. I'm begging you."
With every word Ganeghan spoke, Dia felt something ignite deep in her heart.
Emotions fueled it like kindling, building into roaring flames.
More, stronger. The power surging within her. Around that time, Ganeghan pulled away from her.
"If there's punishment to receive, I'll take it gladly. I'll go on my own. Anywhere."
With that, Ganeghan calmly walked toward the servants.
"...No."
The young lady's lips quietly formed two words.
No, she didn't want this.
Nothing pleased her.
Not the interruption of her time with Ganeghan.
Not having to part from him.
...Not even the thought of him talking to Abera.
From the depths of her heart, hatred boiled up.
She sought a target. Her sister? Sua? But soon, even that seemed trivial.
So, she spoke.
"Stop."
Dia walked past Sua toward the servants.
"Mr. Ganeghan must be exhausted and not in his right mind. This was all my doing."
The murmuring atmosphere plummeted into silence. All eyes locked onto Dia.
As if she'd been waiting for this, Dia continued.
"I seduced him. Mr. Ganeghan. I begged him from the start. To sleep together."
She turned back to Sua, refusing to yield.
"My mind is perfectly clear. I won't be swayed by drugs. And I definitely won't be controlled by others anymore. Not now."
The direction of her rage didn't matter from the beginning.
Like a bird hatching from its egg into a new world, she would shatter her surroundings and remake them. For the first time, Dia thought this.
I won't run anymore.
I'll face it head-on.
To protect what I love.
"I love Mr. Ganeghan."
At those words, even the servants' breathing stopped.
"I'll tell my sister myself. Pass this on to her exactly: if she's curious about the details, come see me herself."
With every word she uttered, Dia felt her breath come easier, her voice gaining strength.
"Isn't this worth celebrating? I'm not the eldest daughter—I'm the second. I have no ambition for inheritance. If someone says I've gone blind with love, what can a blind girl like me do? Burn with love? Is that wrong? Does chasing my love harm any of you?"
This was the moment her suppressed emotions exploded outward.
Yes, I'm not afraid anymore.
"Right, you all steeled yourselves before bursting in? ...You've just interrupted a lady and her husband's bedchamber. So I'm pretty pissed."
A young lady's anger is no small matter. At Dia's declaration, the servants paled.
This time, it wasn't from confusion—it was pure fear.
At the center, Dia gently stroked her lower abdomen with a smile.
Fierce flames blazed in her pink eyes.
"What do we do? I hope the baby isn't startled."
The world stopped.