Chapter 94 - Is It Impossible? (1) (1/2)

Chapter 94 – Is It Impossible? (1)

Viscount Roteschu’s son was Alan.

Alan Roteschu.

Rashta bit her lip. He was the man Rashta once loved, the man who then abandoned her, and…

Was the father of her baby.

“This isn’t what you promised!”

Rashta’s anger burst out of her. Viscount Roteschu had said he’d keep all the figures in the past secret, and she had no choice but to doubt his intentions. Viscount Roteschu clicked his tongue.

“Not what I promised? When did I promise to keep the baby locked up?”

“I didn’t ask that.”

“Well, we don’t need to reveal the baby to society.”

“What about Alan or Rivetti? Will they stay at your mansion when they get here? What if your children talk about Rashta in society?!”

“They don’t even know you’re the Emperor’s concubine.”

“For how long?”

“If they do find out, I can keep them disciplined.”

Despite his reassurances, Rashta felt uneasy.

“Don’t worry. Alan is the father of your child, isn’t he?”

“!”

“He will keep his mouth shut for the sake of his baby.”

Rashta still could not calm. There was no way she would believe a man who already broke his promise once.

“It can’t be helped. Alan is better at caring for Ahn than I expected, so we can’t keep him out.”

“Ahn?”

“The name of your son.”

Rashta’s eyes trembled as he spoke of her child. Viscount Roteschu continued without missing a beat.

“How about this—do you want to meet your son?”

Rashta gave a surprising answer.

“No.”

She spoke without hesitation, but her expression said otherwise. At the ensuing silence, Viscount Roteschu gave a low chuckle, then left the room.

Rashta started pacing the room back and forth, her lips pursed in confusion. She carried the baby for ten months, and loved him with all her heart. As soon as she recovered from the shattering pain of labor, her baby was killed. The shock of it had driven her mad, and she had lived in a state of pain and distress for months, until she decided to run away from Viscount Roteschu’s estate, determined to die.

But now Viscount Roteschu claimed the baby was alive, and now the enemy and the lover who abandoned her was raising that baby. Viscount Roteschu had said the child was dead to drive her to insanity, and now he said the child was alive to drive her to insanity. Rashta was tired of being manipulated by something she had never seen. It was like her child caught her ankle and dragged her deeper. However, she couldn’t help but worry over him at the same time.

Rashta stopped circling the room and collapsed into tears.