All Chapters of The Villainess Wants To Make Baby First, Revenge Later!: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Why does something like this happen when we're just having fun? There are always unexpected variables that interfere with the smooth running of our way. Well, but with the ups and downs of life, we will become stronger and grow as humans. Dylan hinted to me anyway that everything would be okay when he went elsewhere with the two officers.So, I just need to believe that.Meanwhile, Merri, Pasha, and I were asked to stay in this room until everything was finished. I don't even know what they mean by 'finished' they're going to do. Hopefully, it's not another troublesome thing that is aimed at us.“Milady, what does all this mean? Why did Mr. Dylan leave us?” Merri panicked. I could catch her legs shaking."Merri, calm down. Dylan didn't leave us. Maybe it's just a normal inspection." I said, trying to calm Merri who every second gulping down her saliva with difficulty."But the other carriage just continued on their way, milady!"

The second part of my life finally started by getting up late.“Hoaa~m.” I squirmed on the soft mattress with Pasha who was still asleep next to me.I got out of bed barefoot, then went to the window on the side of the bed. Maybe it's because it's an old building, so I'm still having a hard time opening the windows. But with a little effort, I was finally able to open the window. The sound of wood pain tickled the ears. I panicked because the sound startled the wriggling Pasha, but still safe as he still continued his sleep."Ouch." I didn't expect that what would greet me was a slap of hot sunlight.Something that makes sense when I wake up late.By the way, no one wakes me up. I poked my head out of the window to look around. Maybe I'll find Merri who's already awake and excited or Dylan pacing in the garden.But I didn't find anyone. It was a strange feeling when I opened the window, but there wasn't a single human in front of

Dylan had been too confident that Fuschia would follow him wherever he went until he finally regained his senses of the bitter reality that was sinking in his brain. That Fuschia didn't belong to him. That Fuschia loved the freedom she had just gained, while Dylan is not someone who wants to seize that freedom with status.And of course, if he chose to become a noble, then he would have to say goodbye to Fuschia.He never wanted that status. But, at some point, he wanted to be a man that Fuschia could rely on more in terms of finances and degrees. He knew that there were limitations to how he could protect Fuschia with his current awkward status. He was no longer a slave, but he was also not anyone to impress. So that the offer to become a noble given by His Majesty the King, was suddenly in the area of ​​his choice.“Ehm… Dylan, what I mean is, you can enjoy that for yourself. You've done great and good things for us, so you deserve to think about

What should I do? I am so happy now!Every morning we heard the sound of birds humming happily in the trees around the house welcoming the sun. Their chirping beat Pasha's babbling which was getting noisy. On certain mornings, we had to shake our heads because of the bustling behavior of Pasha who started walking slowly looking for the sound of birds chirping.Then during the day we would laze around after finishing the housework such as sweeping, cooking, and washing clothes. Of course, thanks to my and Merri's magic, all the work became light. Dylan is on his way to find work. Even though I told him he didn't need to find another job, he persisted. I guess it was one of his dreams when he is free, like Merri's dream to be a head maid, so I support Dylan all the way.Then in the evening, Dylan will come home with his hunted animal in the forest. He once brought us chickens, deer, and most often wild boars. So we never lack meat as our food. He also completed a

Maftah welcomed Dylan's presence energetically. He even got up from his chair to give the flustered Dylan an encouraging hug. His eyes were screaming for help for the two men who just nodded resignedly asking Dylan to understand Maftah's actions.Dylan rolled his eyes as he waited for Maftah to let go of his embrace."You've finally arrived, my friend! Let's sit down first. This isn't the first time you've visited my office, is it? So there's no need to be so tense."Dylan smirked."Tense? I am not tensed, Your Majesty.”“Impossible, everyone should be tense while talking to me thanks to this unparalleled charisma of mine, ha!” Maftah brushed his shoulder-length hair back with her eyebrows pulled up arrogantly, then rested his arm on the armrest of the chair majestically.Everyone in the room just smiled accordingly."Then, what made you summon me, Your Majesty?"“Ah, I wanted to ask how you were after b