I Live With My Villain Uncle

e with his back turned, he must have noticed it too late, and his body stiffened.

 

“Bring the brat and stay in the carriage.”

 

Grit.

 

There was a grinding, or rather breaking, noise coming from Uncle’s mouth.

 

Gerard shut his mouth.

 

I tried to hold on to Uncle, but I gave up when I saw Gerard shaking his head.

 

It won’t be a big deal, right?

 

As I said before, Uncle’s nickname is…

 

The Mad Dog.

 

***

 

Rosina, who was in a good mood while drinking champagne like water, was having a fun banquet with her friends.

 

A cake made by the most famous patissier in the capital was brought into the middle of the banquet hall.

 

It was the work of a patissier with such a reputation that even the Emperor had to ask politely before they stepped into the Imperial Palace.

 

Rosina’s eyes sparkled.

 

She heard that Evosophie Bakery is also run by the Valliot.

 

Marquis Kassel de Leguier.

 

And he will inherit all of Valiott.

 

In fact, he has a reputation for being resourceful enough to say that it was Marquis Leguire, not Duke Valliot, who raised the Valliot family.

 

What’s more wonderful than that?

 

The corner of Rosina’s mouth went up when she remembered Kassel.

 

He was an enchanting sculpture itself just by looking at it.

 

As soon as she saw Kassel at her debut tangent a few years ago, she fell in love with him at first sight.

 

Since then, she has had a crush on him for close to 10 years.

 

[Who is that handsome man…?]

[Do you mean Kassel de Valliot? He’s the eldest son of the Valliot family.
He’s also the younger brother of Young Duchess Valliot.]

 

Most of the young ladies present that day probably felt the same way as she did.

 

Right now, she was almost in a state of giving up, but she was just thinking whether an opportunity would arrive.

 

She wished she could speak to him properly.

 

Out of hundreds of greetings so far, she only remembered being greeted once.

 

Still, there were some young ladies who were told not to bother or were hurt by Kassel’s cold treatment and cried.

 

However, she had never been told that.

 

One day, he specially accepted a glass of champagne that she gave.

 

[Excuse me… Would you like some of this?]

 

[What is it?]

[It’s champagne.
I’m afraid you’ll be t-thirsty.]

[It’s all annoying…]

[If you accept it, I won’t disturb you again!]

 

After that, he even greeted her with his eyes sometimes…

 

And if she looked at it more broadly, the business of her family was related to Valliot.

 

Although she was sure they could get closer, it wasn’t easy.

 

If she got married to Marquis Leguier, would the wedding cake be made by that patissier?

 

She was thinking of greeting Marquis Leguier, who was hard to see at the banquets, however.

 

Today, he brought a child and carried her around.

 

To think that the great Kassel de Leguier was with a child.

 

She wondered if there was anything in this world that didn’t suit him that much, but when she faced it, Kassel was nonetheless very cool.

 

The child was talking non-stop and chattering as if she had no idea.

 

Kassel frowned but accepted everything and hugged the child tightly.

 

To think that Kassel, the cold-hearted to everyone Kassel, was sweet.

 

It was the first time that she was so excited.

 

She didn’t know that a man with a fiery nature could have such a side.

 

He is so kind to a child who isn’t even his own, what about his own children?

 

On the one hand, she felt bad.

 

That child was definitely the daughter of the well-known Prime Minister.

 

She kept it hidden and never showed her to anyone.

 

Apparently, no one even knew who her husband was.

 

In fact, none of the central nobles came forward as her husband.

 

It’s not uncommon for noble couples to adopt or introduce an illegitimate child, yet she didn’t want to.

 

“Hng…”

 

She couldn’t leave such a stain on her life.

 

If she were to marry him, it would mean that she would have to take care of the girl.

 

Thinking so made her very uncomfortable.

 

The child was laughing without notice as she ate the cake.

 

“This is the most delicious part, quick!”

 

Even the act of passing the cake with a fork to her escort was vulgar.

 

How is she so different?

 

Even if she wasn’t sure about the deceased Prime Minister, her real father was obviously a noble in a corner of the province who didn’t even have a crest or someone who didn’t even know the basics.

 

“Even though the Marquis is fiery, he doesn’t have such flaws.
This is why the basics are so important.
Don’t you think so?”

 

He shouldn’t have a child like that.