The Black-haired Noblewoman, Who Disguised Herself, Seems To Have Been Doted On While Serving As The Caretaker For The Duke Who Dislikes Women - Episode 50

I can’t handle my own emotions, and I find myself sighing repeatedly.

When did I start to feel so special about that kid?

When I met her in the forest and brought her back to the mansion after she collapsed, I didn’t feel even the slightest bit of that emotion.

Afterwards, when she came to greet me, having washed off all the dirt from her body and transformed into a stunningly beautiful figure.

The moment I felt that her demeanor, claiming to be a commoner from another territory with no relatives, was remarkably refined and beautiful.

Even when she earnestly offered to work in this mansion as a way to repay the kindness she received.

Within me, the feeling of perceiving that girl as an individual woman never took root.

So, when will it be?

I have been tracing my memories like this repeatedly lately.

The first moment that comes to mind is, after all, her figure at that orphanage. It was when I visited for an inspection, listened to the director’s report, finished various discussions, and went out to the garden to see how the children were doing.

Curtis and Michelle were each taking care of the children in separate places.

I had been observing her from a distance without really looking at her for a while. Michelle was letting the girls touch her hair and was laughing happily. It was only when I saw her carefree smile that I felt a faint, indescribable itch. As I couldn’t take my eyes off her, the principal standing next to me said happily.

“Well, Claire is playing with them. …That child is very shy, and since she came here a few days ago, she hasn’t been able to fit in with everyone at all… We were all worried about her. The person you brought, my lord, helped Claire join the circle of girls. Thank you for bringing such a kind woman, my lord.”

The reason I brought Michelle was not for such a purpose. It was just a coincidence. While I was looking at her, I suddenly thought that with her demeanor, she might be able to reassure the little children and bring everyone together.

It might be nice to take a young woman out once in a while. That was the thought that crossed my mind.

After watching for a while, the girls began to decorate each other’s heads with grass and flowers. Many small flowers were placed in Michelle’s pink-blonde hair by the girls’ hands. Michelle happily accepted this. Eventually, she sat down on the spot, not minding if the hem of her dress got dirty, and seriously started playing with the girls, gathering soil and all.

“……huh……”

“My lord?”

I couldn’t help but let out a laugh, and the director looked at me with a puzzled expression. I quickly composed myself and headed towards them.

When Lady Bracey, the Marquis’s daughter, accused Michelle and tried to raise her hand, my body moved before I could think. Anger surged within me towards her for trying to harm Michelle, and despite thinking it was troublesome, I took an unprecedentedly strict stance against Lady Bracey, who had been dodging me until now. I was surprised myself when I reflexively pulled Michelle into my arms.

After that, the massage of the arm that had the cast removed… Even now, thinking back on it, my body heats up. It was around this time. Michelle, using those delicate fingertips and soft palms, touched my hand and arm, giving a serious massage without any sense of caution… I was so flustered that my heart was pounding violently. My arm sensitively felt the delicate movements of Michelle’s fingertips, and it felt like my head was shrouded in a haze. I was so

Even the thought of being touched by another woman is repulsive to me.

At that time, I undoubtedly liked Michelle as a woman and was clearly aware of it.

Michelle, who is free of malice, cheerful, and bright. She didn’t speak much about her past, but she must have carried some deep-seated issues and lived a life of hardship. Nevertheless, her sincere and earnest demeanor shone brightly in my eyes. Before I knew it, I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

She said she was eighteen. There are women like that too.

Since my childhood until now, she is completely different from the women who have clung to me. There are no sticky, hidden smiles, nor any ambition or cunning to push others down just to win my favor.

When I talk to her, I feel both exhilarated and at peace. I’ve never met a woman like her before.

“Are you listening? Lloyd”

At that moment, I suddenly came to my senses at my mother’s voice. …That’s right. Today, after a long time, my mother came to this mansion from the other residence.

What have I done… to be thinking about Michelle even at a time like this?

As we were passing through the entrance hall, my mother called out to Michelle. Although my mother just complimented that beautiful pink blonde, for some reason, I felt strangely uneasy. As if I were hiding something shameful.

“Excuse me. What were we talking about?”

To my question, my mother, holding a cup of tea, let out a small sigh.

“Geez… this child. Spacing out like that. Anyway, it’s about the tea party. I’m thinking of hosting a tea party in the salon of this main residence, inviting the ladies and young ladies for the first time in a while. I’ve already sent out the invitations.”

“Here, you say? Not the villa where Mother resides?”

When I retorted like that, my mother, with a look as if she were gauging my reaction, replied as follows.

“Yes. I’ve thought about it a lot… You say you absolutely don’t want to, but still, I really want your child to inherit the Harrington dukedom.”