Chapter: 179

Kaizen promised that he would make Astelle live properly no matter what.

He will find a decent mansion, give it to her, and make her live in abundance and wealth.

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Kaizen went out after visiting the Marquis’ room.

Astelle came out along with him and thanked him.

“Thank you for visiting, Your Majesty. My grandfather will consider it an honor.”

“……”

In fact, Kaizen had no feelings for Astelle’s maternal grandfather, the Marquis.

When he met him while looking for Astelle, he stubbornly replied that he would rather die than tell the whereabouts of his granddaughter.

At that time, there was a certain respect for the old marquis, thinking that he cared for his granddaughter.

But now Kaizen sees that it wasn’t for his granddaughter, but because of his heavenly pride that he couldn’t give in.

‘After all, I should have killed that old man.’

“I think it would be unreasonable to raise a child since the Marquis is getting older now.”

Kaizen suppressed his annoyance at the old marquis and quietly offered to Astelle.

“Wouldn’t it be better for you and Theor to live in the capital? You have to be in the capital to educate him and send him to the social world.”

However, Astelle refused with a cold and calm tone without any emotion.

“As I said before, I have no intention of living in the capital. As Theor is the heir to the Carlenberg family, he must grow up with his grandfather.”

Frankly, if Astelle had been alone, she would have been at a loss as to how she would raise Theor.

The Marquis protected and looked after Astelle while she was pregnant and took care of her by his side.

When she was struggling with childcare and raising a newborn baby, the Marquis was a huge help.

When Theor was about three months old, there was a time when he cried all night without sleeping.

He wasn’t sick, and no matter how much she tried to comfort him, he didn’t sleep all night.

It was the Marquis who calmed Theor down, as Astelle ran out of energy.

The sight she saw when she woke up with her eyes closed for a moment was still vivid in her memory.

The figure of her grandfather sleeping through the night holding Theor with pillows and cushions piled up all over the place to avoid dropping the baby while sleeping.