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The Object of your Obsession is Wrong, Lord of the Tower!

CHAPTER 132


"Did you start liking him over the past few days? Why do you like him?"

"Because he's cute."

"Cute?"

At those words, Lewis frowned as if he couldn't believe it.

"Don't you think he's not cute at all?"

"He's young. There was a bit of childlike innocence."

Although he did look at me and Bella with eyes that seemed to have lived two lives.

Then Lewis stared at me. He was silent for a moment, as if thinking about something, and then muttered.

"Come to think of it, you liked being called 'noona' (older sister), didn't you?"

"Noona? Bella liked it?"

It seemed like Bella simply liked being called 'noona' by Lewis.

"No, you. You liked it when I called you that the first time."

"Wow, you remember that?"

So perceptive.

When I admitted it straightforwardly, a faint smile appeared on Lewis's lips. His eyes sparkled mischievously...

I always felt uneasy when Lewis smiled like that.

As I watched him, slightly nervous, his smile grew wider. He clearly had another thought in mind.

The person who was jealous of his younger self just a moment ago was nowhere to be found.

"Lewis? What are you thinking right now-"

"Noona."

Just as I was about to ask him directly out of anxiety, he opened his mouth.

"What? What did you just say...?"

My eyes widened in surprise.

I thought I might have misheard, but I hadn't. Lewis was smiling as if he found it amusing.

"Did you like it when I called you that? You emphasized 'noona' every time you talked to me."

"At that time, my body and mind were eleven years old, so of course."

I narrowed my eyes.

"Is it really okay for an adult, who's two years older, to do this?"

Hearing 'noona' from a child is very different from Lewis just using the term.

But it seemed Lewis was determined.

"Why? Don't you like being called 'noona' in this form, noona?"

"I don't keep younger siblings who seem more mature than me."

I never felt like he was younger.

Today, Lewis was strangely calling me 'noona.'

And it didn't seem like it was out of pure intention...

Sure enough, he had a hidden agenda.

He was sitting quietly on the bed, but then he started leaning towards me!

"Lewis?"

"Forget about that kid. If you miss being called 'noona,' I'll call you that. Just for today."

The eleven-year-old Lewis still had some childlike traits, but this...

Lewis was now completely on the bed. He trapped me between his arms and looked down at me.

"Isn't this different?"

He then smiled enchantingly.

We were married, it was our honeymoon's first day, and we had pleasantly drunk alcohol.

I could somewhat guess what would happen next.

"It's not even night yet. It's just evening..."

"So what? We planned to stay indoors today anyway."

Did staying indoors mean this?!

His smile deepened.

It seemed like this mood would only heat up further, not cool down.

Since we had no other plans for today...

Would it be okay?

"Let's play a game just between us."

As soon as I nodded slightly, he buried his head in my shoulder.

*  *  *

Recently, I felt a bit off and called the doctor.

The Marquis's family doctor came, and Lewis was with me.

Lewis's gaze was so harsh towards the doctor.

"Why is Selina feeling unwell?"

His expression was calm, but his eyes and tone were accusatory.

"Now that I think about it, you gave Selina some medicine recently, saying it was good for her health."

Lewis seemed suspicious of that.

The doctor, who was already flustered, turned pale.

"T-that is..."

"Explain properly why Selina suddenly feels dizzy and has a fever."

It looked like the doctor was in big trouble. I gave him a sympathetic look.

"Don't be too nervous."

"My Lady..."

The doctor, touched by my words of comfort, was on the verge of tears.

Who would understand the feelings of a powerless commoner if not me?

"That medicine was indeed beneficial for the body..."

"Then it probably isn't a side effect of the medicine, right?"

I spoke to the trembling doctor.

Just focus on the examination! I reassured the doctor with a confident smile.

Fortunately, the doctor seemed to calm down and began examining me.

After a while, the doctor's eyes widened.

"Congratulations, My Lady!"

"What? Congratulations?"

Without even explaining my symptoms, he started with congratulations. Whatever it was, he looked relieved.

Still puzzled, the doctor finally smiled brightly.

"You are pregnant, My Lady. Congratulations!"

Pregnant?! Lewis and I turned to each other simultaneously.

The news of my pregnancy spread to the Croft family through me.

"Congratulations, Selina!"

When I went to the Croft Duke's residence, Michael was the first to congratulate me.

The Duke looked at me with a proud expression.

"Have you thought of a name?"

"Well, I don't know if it's a boy or a girl yet..."

Bella, standing next to him, said in amazement.

"How long have you been married to have a baby already? How many weeks?"

"Well..."

I thought back and had an idea.

"The doctor said it's been about four weeks..."

Honeymoon. It seemed we had a honeymoon baby.

"Why so fast?"

Bella looked at Lewis as if he were a thief.

Lewis didn't intend for this to happen...

Though it was a quickly conceived child, I felt more joy than worry.

When the baby is born, I will truly take good care of them. My parents, who should have loved me, didn't.

I plan to give the love I didn't receive to my child.

We decided to stay at the Duke's residence for two days.

'One day is too short, dear. Stay a bit longer.'

The Duke insisted several times that we stay longer.

Charlotte came to the Duke's residence the day after we spent the night.

"Lady Elsner! Oh, I mean, Marquess of Bloomberg!"

She quickly changed her greeting from the familiar title.

"Isn't it still familiar to call me Lady Elsner?"

"Me too. Probably everyone except Lewis."

I nodded at Charlotte's sheepish words.

I used to feel burdened by the title Lady Elsner.

But after being called that for life, it's hard to get used to the new title of Marquess of Bloomberg.

I'll get used to it eventually, right?

Charlotte said in surprise.

"I didn't expect to hear such news at the Duke's residence. When I visited two days ago, I had no idea..."

"Did you visit two days ago?"

Even though I moved out of the Duke's residence after getting married, Charlotte still visited frequently.

Even without me, Bella was still at the Duke's residence!

"But wasn't Bella out watching a gladiator match that day?"

She left early in the morning to watch a match in the northern part of the capital and returned after evening.

"Oh, that..."

Charlotte glanced at Bella mid-sentence.

Bella laughed incredulously. It seemed there was something I didn't know.

Soon, Bella explained, looking baffled.

"She came to see Michael, not me."

"Michael? Why?"

"Apparently, Michael and Lady Yaniels are dating!"

"What? Since when?"

A strange sound escaped my mouth.

"Three months already. Can you believe it? I just found out a few days ago!"

Wow, they were dating secretly...

"Did Michael confess because she was the first to say his cookies were delicious?"

"Oh, no!"

Charlotte laughed shyly and waved her hands.

She was indeed the first to sincerely compliment his cookies.

"I just said they were good because they were. We aren't dating for that reason."

Charlotte seemed clueless about the problem...

"You and Michael seem to have a lot in common."

"Right? It's already decided."

Bella shook her head.

*  *  *

'What should we name the baby?'

Since then, the Duke started pondering the baby's name.

The Duke did it to pass the time, but even Lewis joined in.

Shortly after we returned to the Marquis's residence, Lewis showed me a piece of paper.

"Check this out. I came up with these."

"You too, Lewis?"

"At least it's better than what my aunt decided."

Lewis confidently showed me the names, and there were quite a few.

"Did you come up with all these, Lewis? That's a lot."

"I also asked the guys at the magic tower."

Using the talents at the magic tower for name suggestions. I shook my head and looked at the paper again.

"Lewis, would you prefer a daughter or a son?"

I asked out of curiosity, and Lewis answered without hesitation.

"I'd like a daughter. One who looks like you."

"She shouldn't inherit my personality."

Being timid, enduring injustice, and sycophantic... my personality isn't ideal.

But Lewis remained relaxed.

"Even if she does, it wouldn't be bad. She'll grow strong since she's a Bloomberg."

"Really?"

Well, being Lewis's first child, it would be hard to grow up like a commoner.

"Putting personality aside, being healthy is most important."

Lewis stared at my belly.

It was still flat, but there was a baby inside. Sometimes it didn't feel real. Maybe it's because it's early in the pregnancy.

I sometimes worried if I could truly give love, having never received it from my parents.

But every time, a magical thought would follow.

Since I built a family with the one I love, wouldn't I be able to do it well?

Every day with Lewis made me truly happy.

So, I'm sure I can give enough love to our child.

I had the hopeful feeling that I could create the family I longed for with Lewis.

<Extra Story Complete>



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