“Whose child is it?”

“….”

Ethan, who had ripped my dress open, was now staring at my rounded belly, demanding an explanation from me. His gaze was heavy, and his voice was laced with anger. Before I knew it, words of apology were slipping from my mouth.

“L-Lord Blackwood… I… I have committed an unforgivable sin…”

…I should have stopped myself. I should have remembered to use a contraceptive spell when I had the chance. Now that I’d been caught trying to have a child without his permission, there would be no escaping punishment.

“…I asked whose child it is.”