The Devil Who Breaks My Neck

that make sense? I am the woman who gave birth to the Duke!”

 

Originally, her actions were astonishing.
Although she did give birth to a son close to becoming the heir, she did not receive the noble surname Serpence.
But to call herself a Madam…

 

The maid did nothing wrong, but she bowed her head.
She was the cherished woman of the castle’s Master, and she was the woman who bore the Master’s son.
No matter what status she was before, she was now a woman of power whose will had to be obeyed.

 

“If you make this mistake again, be prepared, I will cut off your tongue.”

 

Charlotte stood up, staring at the maid who nodded vigorously.
Her destination, as she nervously moved her steps, was her son’s room right next door.
When she opened the door leading to the next room, the three nannies and her maids who were taking care of Miguel bowed their heads as soon as they saw her.

 

Miguel’s large room was decorated with everything.
The blue wallpaper had the symbol of Serpence engraved in gold, and the cradle made of silver had a mobile adorned with various jewels.
They were pleasing just to look at.

 

“What about Miguel?”

 

“The young master just fell asleep.”

 

“Let me see.”

 

Charlotte walked closer to the cradle.
Her son, now two months old, looked a little older than his age.
It must have been because he was in her womb for a long time.
Charlotte fluttered her fan, looked at her healthy son, and reached out her hand.
One of the nannies tried to say something about her long nails and several colorful rings, but the nanny bowed her head as she was held back by the others.

 

“My son…”

 

Charlotte, who pressed his chubby cheeks, looked satisfied.
This silver hair and golden eyes, by all accounts, her son had the blood of the Duke.

 

‘Yes, with this child…’

 

Before giving birth, he was strangely ominous, so she just wanted him out, but everything got better when she gave birth.

 

Ezekiel blatantly discriminated against the son of the Duchess when he intended to make her son Miguel, the heir.
Charlotte smiled brightly as she recalled the day her son was held in the Duke’s arms and received a preliminary ceremony from the great knights.

 

“I need to hug my son.”

 

“But he just fell asleep…”

 

“Stop talking and do what you’re told!”

 

As Charlotte tried to hold the sleeping Miguel in her arms, two nannies approached her anxiously and helped.
Charlotte, holding her son in her arms, looked at Miguel’s face and was overcome with joy.

 

What do you do when you are born noble? This is how you’d be treated.
She had heard that the child born from the Duchess that day was locked in the corner of a room without being held by Ezekiel even though he was a boy.
Charlotte couldn’t have felt better about it.

 

“My son, Miguel… he doesn’t have a problem, does he?”

 

“Yes.
The young master is very healthy.”

 

This child was her strength.
She can still see it.
In the past, everyone who looked down on her and pointed at her now lowered their heads.
Charlotte felt the weight of her child who had given everything to her while swaying Miguel back and forth.
He was only two months old, but her son was quite heavy.

 

‘But still…’

 

Charlotte enjoyed a lot in the castle because of her son.
Ezekiel gave her a lot of gold, several servants to look after her, and even a knight to escort her.
But to Charlotte, this wasn’t good enough.
She longed for one thing she didn’t have.

 

Honor.
Charlotte wanted to be a Duchess, a noble.
She wanted to be the rightful wife by Ezekiel’s side, and the noble mother of Miguel who would become a Duke.
What do those in the castle think when they bow their head towards her? What good would it do even if she was served with all kinds of dishes and had all the things she wanted to buy? Whispers and rumors from behind her would still continue.

 

‘That position is mine.’

 

Ezekiel seemed unwilling to give her the title of Duchess, but even if he didn’t give it to her, she would take it for herself.

 

Of course, Ezekiel’s attitude towards the Duchess will take a while.
He was being cruel to her, but he obviously saw his wife as a woman.
Ezekiel was a man who looked only at the Duchess, even though Charlotte showed her bare skin.

 

Charlotte could see Ezekiel’s gaze at the Duchess, and admitted that his attention wouldn’t be on her for the meantime.
She was resentful and angry, but what can she do? He was a man crazy about his wife.

 

[T/N: He’s crazy alright.]

 

But Charlotte did not believe that Ezekiel’s affection for his wife was permanent.
Nothing changes as quickly and instantaneously as emotions.
His affection became hate in an instant.
But it’s still there.
The man loved his wife but hated her for some unknown reason.

 

She didn’t know the reason for his ambivalence, but Charlotte noticed it faster than anyone else beside Ezekiel.
And that was an opportunity for her.

 

Charlotte was quite confident in this.
Discord.
It was one of the skills she mastered in order to live.
She intended to shift Ezekiel’s affection to herself and his hatred towards the Duchess.

 

‘I should clean up at this point.
I will have my man.
I have to spread rumors.’

 

The ring was just the beginning.
Charlotte secretly bought off one of the people who entered Herace’s room after hearing about the Duke Serpence’s ring.