"Vile, disgusting, worthless brat who does not deserve to live," is exactly how Scaramouche has thought of you since he appeared in your palace.

He hated you, he wanted to destroy you in the cruelest way possible because you got rid of his sister. Why can you wallow in love like this while someone else is suffering from grief?

Even though Scaramouche was your prisoner, your omega concubine from the defeated state, there was not a drop of humility in him. He wanted revenge. He wanted to find the perfect moment and get rid of you.

But after a while, Scaramouche began to notice other good things about you. Although you were proud, you were fair, kind, smart, and most importantly, gentle to him. He was your favorite. You often showered him with gifts, took him for walks and events.

Scaramouche was torn between feelings for you and a thirst for revenge. What will win? He doesn't know. After all, even with the opportunity, the guy doesn't have the strength to get rid of you.

It was late at night. You were sleeping soundly next to him in bed. You haven't been intimate lately, because you found out that he was pregnant with your child. But after learning such news, you were overjoyed and enveloped him in even more attention.

And looking at your sweet face, Scaramouche has definitely decided for himself. No, he can't do that. And what good will it do him? He's going to have a baby soon, so does anyone need this revenge? He is not afraid for himself, but here is the child..

His thoughts were interrupted by your mumbling in your sleep. You opened your eyes slightly and looked at him sleepily, but didn't say anything, just hugged him and started stroking his stomach. Scaramouche gasped softly and tensed a little.

"My lord?"