We're in a Contract Marriage, But I've Imprinted - Chapter 72
Chapter 72
Translator: Effe
Editor: Yonnee
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As Monica could boast about knowing Ian better than anyone present here, she believed that even if Ian seemed so cold, he would accept her apology—as long as she presented it sincerely.
So she called out to him once again.
“Ian, it’s been a while.”
“Lady Rosewood.”
“…Ian?”
“Please do not call my name so carelessly.”
Ian responded with a dry voice and scanned the surroundings quietly with his eyes. It wasn’t that he harbored any ill feelings toward Monica. He simply didn’t want to engage in a conversation with her in the crowded ballroom, as he had planned to suffocate the Rosewood County further.
And, not knowing how the gossip might spread in the unpredictable social world, if he were to converse with the female member of the other family, even before setting an example, it was uncertain how those who had turned their backs on the Rosewood County would react.
He hadn’t gone through the trouble of restraining the Rosewood County for just a few months. It’s not like the tarnished family reputation which was reduced to that much will come back.
When dealing with enemies, he had to be cruel and relentless. There was no room for clemency, even if they were to cry, beg, or seek forgiveness.
However, Count Rosewood had pointed his finger at Ian and proclaimed his innocence. It felt incredibly shameless to Ian, given how Monica had shamelessly made him consume cheap heat inducing drugs.
There was no reason for him to feel betrayed by her, yet he hadn’t expected her to approach him so publicly.
“How… How could you do this to me?”
Monica’s earnest words drew the attention of those around them. The bustling ballroom fell silent in an instant as the curious people, who had been itching to hear about the relationship between the two, hushed to listen carefully.
Noticing the strange atmosphere, Ian let out a brief sigh. Even though he had attended after a long time, the social circles remained as they were.
“Ian, I was wrong. Please.…”
Not receiving any attention from Ian, Monica apologized, albeit being different from her initial intentions. It wasn’t a sincere apology, but rather a way to rectify the situation.
In the crowded ballroom, she had to seek forgiveness from Ian explicitly. Only then could she firmly secure her position.
To be Ian’s future wife.
But he ignored her words. He simply continued searching for the host of the banquet, who was nowhere to be seen and clicked his tongue inwardly. Of course, the host should be attending to the guests.
“I’m reflecting like this, so please stop getting angry, okay?”
Monica tried to subtly reach for Ian’s hand as he stood still. Just as she was about to touch him, Ian, feeling the suffocating sensation of the strong perfume that was getting closer, slightly furrowed his brow and covered his nose with his hand.
The discomfort caused by the increasingly strong scent made it impossible for him to even breathe properly. Unable to bear it, he quickly moved away, as if escaping a contaminated area.
As he stepped out onto the balcony, Marquis Ovando approached him.
“Young Lord, you’ve arrived. Huu, I went back to the main building for a while due to some matters and didn’t expect you to arrive in the meantime.”
“Marquis Ovando, Congratulations.”
“Haha, I was fortunate enough to succeed the title before you, but I’m sure the Young Lord will receive it soon.”
“Yes, I suppose so. I would appreciate the Marquis’ advice and energy.”
Marquis Ovando was surprised by Ian, who wouldn’t normally engage in such lengthy conversations, but he wanted to show off his friendship on this occasion.
In a gesture visible to everyone, the Marquis discreetly spoke to Ian.
“It would be an honor if the Young Lord, an extreme dominant alpha, could give some good words to my son.”
With the proactive attitude of Marquis Ovando, Ian had achieved what he wanted. His purpose was not to converse about the young alpha who had recently been born, but rather to seek advice on safe delivery with an omega or introductions to competent midwives.
“Young Lord, it’s been a while.”
“You’ve been resolute all this time, haven’t you?”
“There have been rumors about some good news soon. Could you please me about it?”
As Marquis Ovando conversed with Ian, they naturally made their way towards a group of alphas. Some of the alphas there warmly welcomed Ian and exchanged greetings, while others shared information discreetly or blatantly ignored and ridiculed the surrounding betas who hovered around.
Alex watched them from a distance, clenching his fists. He had come to realize that Ian, whom he had thought to be close to, was actually a distant presence. But he couldn’t admit it.
He then approached Monica, who was standing dazedly, and extended his hand as if to escort her. However, his sister seemed to be completely out of it.
“Hey, snap out of it. You’re not the only one here, you know?”
“…….”
Monica, tightly biting her lips at his words, forcibly took her gaze away from Ian. With Alex’s help, she got out of the hall and headed to the lounge, her neck burning red.
Entering the lounge, Alex immediately loosened his constricting cravat with his fingers and sat down onto the sofa. Monica stood stiffly like a doll, saying nothing.
“You’re giving me chills, just staying like that. Sit down and take a rest.”
Alex found his sister’s demeanor frustrating. She still couldn’t let go of her attachments to Ian, and he understood. Having met Ian so early, she couldn’t possibly look at lesser families than Duchy.
“What on earth did you do to be treated with such contempt by Ian?”
Unable to bear Alex’s words, Monica couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Aaaacckk!”
Clutching her head, Monica let out a scream of frustration. Alex couldn’t hide his surprise seeing her acting like this the first time.
“…Are you crazy?”
Monica couldn’t forget the mockery she had heard in the ballroom. The moment Ian ignored her, the ‘pfft’ sound she had heard from all directions…
“This is all because of you, Brother! If you hadn’t done such nonsense that day, I would have already had a deeper relationship with Ian!”
“Oh, because I said you were pretty, you think I’m making fun of you?”
“Why bother giving money to that illegitimate wretch for no reason? Why!”
“Hey, it was an errand Father asked for your sake. But you’re saying it’s my fault?”
“Then, is it my fault?”
“Huu, my sister turns out to actually be very rude?”
Monica only clenched her teeth to Alex’s sarcasm. He sensed something suspicious in her attitude. What did she mean by a deeper relationship?
He stared at his sister with narrowed eyes.
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