When I Took Back My Beloved Child Who Had Been Taken From Me, My Husband's Obsessive Love Began. Why? - Episode 1

“Congratulations! You are a healthy prince!”

As soon as the lively cries of the newborn are heard, the cheerful voice of the midwife can be heard.

Lucienne, who sighed in relief upon learning that her child was born safely, also heard Aman’s voice filled with astonishment.

“Such a level of magical power…”

Wanting to confirm the meaning of Aman’s words, Lucienne tried to look at her child who was crying out strongly, but she didn’t have the strength to do so.

I was about to lose consciousness, and Rite held my hand tightly.

“Lucienne-sama! Please hold on!”

Encouraged by that voice, Lucienne tried to lift her half-closed eyelids.

However, I cannot touch my beloved child, nor even catch a glimpse of them, and their voice is fading away.

“Rite… please…”

“Lucienne-sama…”

“I want to hold that child… just for a little while…”

“Please endure it, Lucienne-sama. His Highness is emitting an immense amount of magical power. If you touch him now, Lucienne-sama—”

“Please, Aman…”

“Not happening!”

If I can’t hold you or touch you, at least I want to see your face.

Even though she wanted to say that, the words never left her mouth, and Lucienne lost consciousness.

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The first time Lucienne met Craig, who would become her husband, was when she was only seven years old.

The afternoon after the grand celebration of Craig’s tenth birthday, Lucienne, bored at the tea party in the garden attended by her mother, was exploring the garden alone.

Then, suddenly, a sound like the grass and trees screaming echoed, and Lucienne, who approached cautiously, gasped.

“Stop it! What are you doing!?”

The boy was bending the branch like a whip and striking the beautifully blooming flowers.

When the surprised Lucienne lunged to stop him, the boy, startled, dropped the branch.

Lucienne, who was about to ask why they were being so mean, opened her mouth but quickly closed it again.

The boy, who I thought had a mean face, was actually on the verge of tears, completely the opposite of what I expected.

From then on, whenever Lucienne went to the palace with her mother, she would secretly play with the boy who called himself Craig.

Even though they say they are playing, Lucienne is just finding Craig and chatting with him alone on the side.

Craig didn’t say anything on his own; he just listened to Lucienne’s chatter and occasionally nodded in agreement.

That changed shortly before Craig turned fifteen.

“Craig, from now on, a lot of girls are going to come here. They’re all candidates to be your brides, and I’m one of them.”

“……Don’t you like Lucienne?”

“I don’t like that…”

For Lucienne, the time spent with Craig was like a precious treasure.

I have to share that treasure with the other kids.

Thinking about it made her sad, and Lucienne spoke honestly.

However, Craig said nothing in particular and ended up parting ways in silence.

Soon after that, the tragedy occurred.

Lucienne’s parents passed away in a carriage accident.

At the funeral, it was Craig, who was attending with Empress Aurelia, who comforted Lucienne, who was overwhelmed with grief.

It’s not like Craig said anything to me.

He just kept holding Lucienne’s hand silently as she quietly shed tears.

Just that alone, Lucienne was more encouraged than by many words of comfort.

However, Lucienne, who was in mourning, could not attend the frequent tea parties held for the selection of Craig’s fiancée.

As a result, I couldn’t even meet with Craig anymore.

In the meantime, my uncle succeeded him and became the Marquess of Arment, and his daughter Claudine attended the betrothal selection events and told me stories about Craig.

Today, His Highness spoke to me.

I spoke with His Highness again today.

I was talking with His Highness the whole day today.

Today, His Highness smiled.

Lucienne has never been spoken to by Craig.

We’ve never had a conversation that lasted.

I’ve never seen Craig smile.

After watching Claudine get all excited after the monthly event, Lucienne’s spirits kept sinking lower and lower.

What was the difference between me and Claudine?

As they were cousins, Lucienne and Claudine resembled each other.

That’s why Lucienne was even more troubled.

It seems that, following my parents, I have now lost my friends as well, and that’s when I notice something is off.

No. For me, Craig isn’t a friend… he’s someone I like…

I first realized it—became aware of the feeling of “like.”

The feeling of not wanting to share the precious time alone with Craig with Claudine was a mix of possessiveness and jealousy.

However, Lucienne’s first love was about to end without coming to fruition.