When I Took Back My Beloved Child Who Had Been Taken From Me, My Husband's Obsessive Love Began. Why? - Episode 15

Lucienne, who had entered the next room, slightly furrowed her brow.

This children’s room, prepared by Lucienne for her soon-to-be-born child, consists of a living room and dining area, a playroom that will become a study room in the future, and a bedroom.

Earlier, I was so overwhelmed with joy at meeting Leoldo that I didn’t have the presence of mind to look around the room, but upon closer inspection, it was so stark that it hardly seemed like a child’s room.

The toys that Lucienne had prepared might be in the playroom, but in this room, which serves as both a living room and dining room, there were supposed to be cute paintings that children would like, and dolls displayed on shelves out of reach, but they are not there.

Since it wasn’t a major rearrangement, it was probably deemed not worth reporting.

While predicting that the child in my womb is likely a boy based on the presence of magical energy, I didn’t rush to prepare too much, just in case it turned out to be a girl.

I thought that Craig and those around him would surely prepare the baby supplies as the child grows.

So I never imagined that there would be nothing childlike at all.

It’s more frustrating that it feels like they’re taking away Leo’s childhood rather than the fact that what I prepared has been removed.

“Mother?”

“Leoldo, Namiya is preparing some ice sweets for us, so shall we eat them together?”

“Yes!”

Lucienne, who was staring blankly at the room, was addressed curiously by Leoldo.

Lucienne, who hurriedly brought her consciousness back to Leoldo, smiled brightly and headed towards the table.

The only thing that gives a sense of childhood in this room is the unnaturally high chair.

However, it lacked armrests, and there was a risk that an ordinary toddler could fall off the side if they sat down, making it hard to call it suitable for young children.

On that chair, Leoldo eagerly tries to sit alone.

“Leoldo, it’s dangerous to sit alone, so could you let your mother help you?”

“Y-yes…”

Lucienne effortlessly picked up Leoldo and sat him down on a chair.

Leoldo, with his plump cheeks flushed with embarrassment, lowered his eyes.

That appearance was adorable, and Lucienne smiled.

But…

Normally, at this age, he would be called a “terrible two,” but Leoldo just sits quietly.

It’s easy for those who take care of them when they are obedient, but I don’t want them to just endure.

Leoldo has significantly higher magical power than usual, so he seems quite mature, and it would be wrong to force him to act childlike. That said, trying to sit alone is dangerous…

Since it’s higher than the other chairs, there’s a good chance of losing balance and toppling over with the chair.

Lucienne, who had never been involved in child-rearing until now, hesitated to meddle in various matters, but she couldn’t back down when it came to Leo’s safety.

I’ll have to check the others later too.

Lucienne, while thinking that she should also check the playroom, did not take her eyes off Leoldo and lifted the adult chair that was placed across the table.

It seems that the action caught the attention of Leoldo, who had been looking down.

Looking at Lucienne with a curious expression typical of a two-year-old, Leoldo seemed to be wondering what would happen next.

So cute… It’s a miracle that I gave birth to this child.

Her sleeping face was as cute as an angel, but the way she watched Lucienne’s actions with her big, round eyes was also innocent and adorable.

When Lucienne places the chair right next to Leoldo, she tilts her head in curiosity.

“Mother?”

“Mother loves Leoldo, so I want to be here, right next to Leoldo, rather than over there.”

When Lucienne points to the chair placed next to Leoldo from the spot where the opposite chair was, her young, rounded cheeks lift up, and she wears a delighted expression.

When Lucienne sat down on the chair, Rite brought her a frozen dessert.

“Thank you, Rite.”

In reality, it would be better for Namia to carry it, but it was a rule that anything Lucienne was going to eat had to be checked by Aman before being delivered by Rite.

Because once during her pregnancy, something poisonous was put into her.

Aman sharply noticed the change in smell and managed to avoid any trouble, but since then, he has been quite cautious.

Of course, I reported it to Craig as well, but it was brushed off as a “chef’s mistake,” and I had no choice but to defend myself.

I ended up remembering something unpleasant.

The disappointment from that time resurfaced, and Lucienne swallowed a sigh that was about to escape her lips.

In reality, they might have investigated and found that it was indeed the chef’s mistake, but Craig didn’t come to check on me out of concern; he just sent back the report.

However, back then, I didn’t want anyone, including Craig, to know about my condition, so it couldn’t be helped.

Lucienne forced a smile and picked up the spoon.

“Leoldo, first, I’ll have a taste.”

Yes

Even though she knew it would be fine, Lucienne decided to eat the ice dessert before Leoldo, just in case.

Therefore, I called out to him, but Leoldo just nodded quietly.

For a child of this age, they would likely put it in their mouth before getting permission, but it doesn’t seem like they’re holding back either.

Rather, for Leoldo, this might not be “endurance,” but rather something “natural.”

Leoldo watched with great interest as Lucienne scooped a spoonful of the frozen dessert from the bowl and brought it to her mouth.

Lucienne then deliberately closes her eyes tightly.

“Mom! Are you okay!?”

Leoldo is flustered by Lucienne’s behavior.

Lucienne quickly smiled, thinking she had been a bit too dramatic for making Leoldo worry.

“Yes, I’m fine. I was surprised by how cold it was. But it’s sweet and delicious. Come on, Leoldo, why don’t you try some too?”

Lucienne put down her spoon, picked up the spoon for Leoldo, scooped up the frozen dessert, and brought it to Leoldo’s mouth.

Then, Leoldo looked up at Lucienne with a puzzled expression.

“I’m sorry, Leoldo. Was it okay that Mother didn’t help?”

I ended up trying to feed him, but a two-year-old would probably want to eat by themselves.

Rather, since they are so reliable, I might have hurt their pride.

Remembering the children she had been with at the detached palace, Lucienne hurriedly tried to put down her spoon.

However, Leoldo vigorously shakes his head.

“Pl-please eat it!”

“Yeah, leave it to me.”

Lucienne smiled happily and brought the spoon back to the embarrassed Leoldo’s mouth.

Leoldo glanced around cautiously, and despite his face turning bright red, he opened his mouth wide.

The figure, resembling a chick, was so adorable that Lucienne was inwardly swooning.

It seems that I have indeed given birth to an angel.

When Leoldo took a bite of the ice treat, he squinted his eyes tightly just like Lucienne.

Then, with a “Hmm!” she lets out a sound and suddenly opens her eyes.

“Mom! I’m cold!”

“Was it too cold? Can you still eat it?”

“Yes! It’s delicious!”

Leoldo, speaking with an excited demeanor, has quite a childish way of talking.

It was so cute that Lucienne couldn’t stop smiling.

When Leoldo calls me “Mama,” it feels like my heart is being tightly squeezed, and it becomes painful.

Of course, whether he called her “Mother” or “Mother-sama,” she would have felt the same way if it were Leoldo calling her.

However, I was concerned about how Leoldo was trying to somehow fix his lisping way of speaking.

If it’s Leo’s own will, that’s fine, but if he’s forcing himself, I want him to stop.

Am I being corrected by someone for my way of speaking?

Teaching good manners to some extent is necessary, but it is still too early to learn etiquette.

While pondering in the back of her mind how she could make him feel at ease, Lucienne scooped up the ice dessert once more and brought it to Leoldo’s mouth.

Leoldo, perhaps feeling a bit less embarrassed, now cups his chubby cheeks with both hands and happily exclaims, “So cold!”

Lucienne, while brushing back the bangs that fell over Leoldo’s forehead with one hand, casually checked for a fever with the other.

I don’t know for sure, but it seems close to normal body temperature.

Relieved, Lucienne met Leoldo’s expectant gaze.

“Are you still able to eat?”

“Yes!”

“I’m glad you like it.”

“It’s delicious! But it disappears in my mouth right away…”

Leoldo, who spoke with a hint of disappointment, seemed a bit calmer now, and his way of speaking had become more mature again.

Even so, the lisping pronunciation hasn’t completely gone away.

However, not wanting to make her overly self-conscious, Lucienne decided not to comment on her way of speaking.

When Lucienne scoops up a new dessert with her spoon, Leoldo suddenly snaps out of it, averting his gaze from the dessert and looking up.

“Mom… I can eat by myself.”

“Oh, did you want to eat alone?”

“No… um, because Mother can’t eat it…”

It seems that Leoldo noticed Lucienne’s melting ice dessert.

That kindness warms my heart.

“Mother will eat later.”

“But… then, I’ll give it to Mother!”

“Me? Leoldo is going to feed me?”

“Yes!”

Lucienne was dizzy from Leoldo’s overwhelming cuteness.

Leoldo is too much of an angel…!

Noticing that Leoldo, amidst his embarrassment, was showing a hint of anxiety, Lucienne panicked.

This is not the time to be swooning over cuteness.

“Thank you, Leoldo. I’m really happy.”

Lucienne, not wanting to ruin her image as a “kind mother,” tightened her expression that was about to break into a grin and answered, then brought the ice treat she had scooped onto the spoon to Leoldo’s mouth.

Then, place the bowl of Lucienne’s ice dessert in front of Leoldo.

Then, Leoldo skillfully scooped up the frozen dessert with his chubby hand holding the spoon and offered it to Lucienne.

When Lucienne brings her face closer and opens her mouth, Leoldo desperately stretches out his arm and puts the spoon into her mouth.

“Delicious~”

If Lucienne were to exaggerate, Leoldo’s face suddenly lit up.

“One more time, okay?”

“Of course.”

Leoldo, eagerly scooping up the ice dessert with a spoon, looked so endearing that Lucienne nodded with a broad smile.

Then, Leoldo stretches his arm as far as possible towards Lucienne’s mouth.

Lucienne, while watching over Leo to make sure he didn’t lose his balance, subtly leaned in and took a spoonful into her mouth.

“Thank you, Leoldo. Now it’s your turn.”

Yes

Lucienne pressed her cheeks with both hands as if to express the deliciousness, thanked him, and scooped up Leoldo’s ice dessert.

Leoldo answers happily again.

After that, they took turns feeding each other ice cream, and by the end, they both laughed, regretting that it had melted.

From the moment I found out that Leoldo was in my womb, I knew that a special love had been born within me, but now it is incomparable.

Lucienne strongly vowed that, having missed out on watching Leoldo grow over the past two years, she would never leave his side again from now on.