How to Hide the Emperor’s Child

d them.

She heard what happened in the banquet hall and asked Astelle worriedly,

“Lady Astelle……are you okay?”

“I’m fine, Hannah.”

Fritz looked around the door of the banquet hall.

“I think it’s better to go back to the mansion quickly.”

Astelle agreed.

If she stays here long, she will run into other people.

It was enough to be a spectacle for curious people in the banquet hall.

Astelle returned to the mansion with Fritz in the carriage.

As soon as she arrived, Astelle headed to her bedroom.

She took off her necklace, put it on the dressing table, and sat down on a chair.

When she arrived at the mansion, the accumulated fatigue came over.

Today, everything was expected.

Kaizen is also aware of the relationship between Astelle and Theor.

Also Florin and the Marchioness are up to something related to that.

I guessed it roughly.

It was all things I had expected and prepared for.

However, Kaizen’s proposal could not be imagined even in my dreams.

I didn’t expect him to propose to me there.

No matter how much he wanted to protect me.

The emperor of the Empire made an open proposal to the divorced former empress.

‘Like a fool.’

Not only would it damage the dignity of the emperor, but it would also undermine the emperor’s face.

It was surprising that he could come up with such an outrageous method.

Before dawn, all the nobles in the capital will talk about this.

I think it would be better to pack up and leave immediately.

Now that I have obeyed the order to attend the ball, I can go home.

Astelle made up her mind to pack up and leave as soon as the sun came up.

knock knock.

A careful knock broke the silence in the room.

“Lady Astelle.”

Hannah opened the door and came in.

“Hannah.”

“I have prepared bathwater in the bathroom,” she said.

‘Yeah, I have to take off my clothes and remove my makeup.’

Astelle struggled to get her body up.

The dress, which had a puffed skirt, was incredibly heavy.

Hannah supported Astelle.

“Lady Astelle, don’t think about anything else and get some rest.”

Hannah’s calm voice comforted Astelle.

Astelle sighed.

“Okay.
Nothing will change if I think about it more anyway.”

Anyway, the goal was achieved.

Theor left for the East with his grandfather.

It was not revealed who Theor’s biological father was.

At least for now.

Astelle sat down in front of the dressing table.

Hannah loosened Astelle’s hair.

“Can I prepare some tea before you take a bath?”

Hannah asked, looking worriedly at Astelle’s pale expression.

Just as she was about to say okay, she heard a sharp voice outside the door.

“Astelle!”

It was a familiar shout.

It was Astelle’s father, the Duke of Reston.

“Astelle! Where are you?”

Astelle stood up.

The untied hair flowed down her back.

She walked straight ahead and opened the door leading to the hallway.

“I’m here.”

Her father, who was coming up the stairs, found Astelle and stopped.

She could see Fritz rushing over his father’s shoulder.

“Astelle.”

Her father, the Duke of Reston, came into Astelle’s room grinding his teeth.

“What are you doing in the middle of the night?”

“What are you saying! After what happened at the banquet, how did you go back without my permission!”

“Do I have to get my father’s permission when I return to the mansion?”

Astelle asked calmly.

Of course, she didn’t need her father’s permission.

Because Astelle had been thrown out of the family.

The duke had an expression on his face that he wanted to hit Astelle immediately.

“Is that true?”

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m asking if that child is really your son?”

The duke shouted impatiently.

His eyes trembled from how angry he was.

Fritz, who followed the duke, stopped him.

“Father, please stop it.”

However, Astelle was not shaken at all.

He’d heard it a while ago, so I don’t know why he’s asking again.

She meekly repeated her answer,

“Yes, you heard it right in the banquet hall.
Theor is my son.”

A cold silence settled in the room.

The duke was so shocked that he stood there blankly.

After a brief silence, his face burned with anger.

“This…… this dirty thing……!”

“Father.”

Fritz stopped the duke with a cold expression on his face.

“If you insult my sister, I won’t let you go.”