Can Someone Please Explain This Situation

"These are the two scammers from the other day, but they've successfully completed the investigation."

"You are..."

"The knights have investigated and pursued all the crimes they have committed in the past."

"Knights, that's just great..."

"The two scammers have decided to go to a camp on the border. It's a place famous for its tough stuff. Yeah, and then all the kids that were kidnapped were safely returned to their parents."

"That's great!... ugh."

"Mistress!? Are you okay, sir?

"Sorry, I'm not very okay..."

I was listening to Stellaria while I slept in bed. You're so dizzy and nauseous!

It was about ten days ago that a man named Baron Monkshud and his daughter appeared at the Duke of Fisaris' house. I've been telling you to cognize me or give me alimony because I had a child with my husband.

But the story was found to be a scam by our excellent servants and Master Ulidaris (and the knights), as well as by his husband, who returned abruptly, and Baron Monkshud and his daughter were available for you on the spot.

I've always been out of mosquito nets...... or I just wasn't feeling well and slept in my bedroom

I thought it might be a crisis of the dismissal (...) of the 'Duchess of Fisaris' with the discovery of a mistress/concealer, and for some reason I would discover a pregnancy (...)!

I'm surprised.

Sure, I wasn't feeling well, but I totally assumed you had a cold.

My husband also said, 'I can't believe I know a real child after a fake......!!' I was surprised.

Anyway, the disturbance was resolved safely.

When I was unwittingly excited to hear that the children involved in the scam could safely return to their parents, I almost threw up, and Stellaria rushed to bring Tarai.

"Anyway, I'm glad it worked out... but maybe this disgust won't work out either..."

Since the discovery of my pregnancy, my chest has been annoying and disgusting all four or six times, and then I'm sleepy and I'm in trouble. I'm not sick, but I can't move as I think.

I can't even wake up in the morning and I haven't been able to drop off my husband.

My husband says you don't have to wake me up, and nobody will wake me up. I can't believe it was before lunch all the time when I thought I woke up naturally. Somehow guilt......

It's night and I can't even have dinner with my husband because I can't smell the meal. So you can't even go into the dining room in the first place!

About fruit when it comes to what you can mouth.

"I need to eat when I can"

"Haaay."

Enough to have the fruit from dinner dessert carried to the salon and eaten with my husband.

"It's like that at first ~. 'Cause when you calm down, it'll heal."

Mimosa is nicotine.

Well, mimosas are experienced, aren't they?

"When do you calm down? Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?

"It's just not that fast ~. Yeah, but, you know, some people don't heal until the time they give birth?

"Yeah, yeah, what!?

"Because people are different."

"Oh yeah..."

All I have left is some anxiety......

"Well, for now, please take your time and rest."

"Haaay."

I feel dizzy and nauseous when I move in the first place, so I don't even feel like moving.

Those ill days go on.

Though I went into bed with my husband as usual, I didn't sleep because I didn't feel well. It's a repetition of waking up and doing it again…. I stood still because I should not be mozzled and disturbed by my husband's sleep.

"Dear Duke Fisaris, you're divorced again."

Your mother came home from shopping and said that at the opening. You heard that again from Madame from 800 houses. Because Madame over there likes rumors.

"Yeah."

It has nothing to do with me, let alone not interested, so I hammered him appropriately.

"It's the third time, isn't it? I wonder if it won't last long with any of them. Besides, the Duke is your only son, so if you can't take over, you're in trouble. No wife has children, and mistress doesn't seem to have children."

Mother doesn't care about my reactions or anything, she keeps talking while getting what she buys out of the cage.

"Oh, my God."

"Your first wife was Barbena of the Argentea family. You're a very attentive person, so it looks like you couldn't stand your mistress. The next wives also said, 'I don't care if you have a mistress,' but I guess I can't stand it anymore."

"... you know very well, Mother"

"Marche, I need you to lick my buddy's information net."

"Right..."

How dare you impress me that I know more about people I've never even met.

Duke of Fisaris. Hey.

I only know it by rumors because I've never seen you before, but it sounds like you're super rich, super beautifully shaped, and super elite, so you're mottled. But he's been dating for a long time. He's got a mistress and he's going all that way, and his wife, hungry for the Duke's love, can't stand it anymore and he's leaving. Oh, this is all about the Madame of the Eighty Hundreds.

The first wife, Barbena of the Duke of Argentea, said, "I really want Master Cerseis!" Or so he said, pushing the edge forcefully. You're aggressive. So, he challenged his mistress to a woman's battle from the front, but defeated as a result of a drooling love and hate play. You said you broke your heart and went home.

Because you and Master Barbena didn't have any children, they married the next wife to take over, but a drooling love play... hereinafter abbreviated. And the next wife, too. By the way, this is Madame information on the butcher.

And the Duke who became Bat III.

By the way, this "bat ~" comes from putting a big bat mark on your marriage certificate. They mark it and then dispose of it. Well, I don't care about the information.

"I'll definitely need a heir to keep the blood of the prestigious Duke's house from interrupting, so I figured I'd remarry again."

"Don't do it ~ Yi ~? Or maybe not ~? Are you going to marry your mistress or something?

It's kind of hard being a rich world, being a mistress in the inheritance. Tough yadda yadda. Glad I was born into a plain poor Count house.

If I had listened appropriately to your mother as I remembered the rumors of the Duke,

"... viola. You ask a lot of other HR, but you're not willing to go to your wife?

"Huh? To the Duke of Fisaris' house?

"No way."

"Des Yones ~. Well, if you're not willing to go, you won't have to. What are you going to say by now, Mother?

Your mother is staring at me. Bye. Has the wind changed direction?

Are you going to get a daughter-in-law late, and a plain daughter from the Poor Count family, whose liking for anything has become twenty-six? No, he's not. He's such a freak!

"We're finally losing our debts, and we're going to be made to have a bribe."

A mother who shakes her head and sighs.

"You're totally standing there! That's about all I'm going to get you for bringing out a bribe with only about a sparrow's tears, like a male male male who died with his ex-wife anyway, or a fat merchant who wants a relative of a nobleman, then you'd better stay home and help him with the chores!

The enormous amount of debt that could have been made about a decade ago due to certain circumstances has waned since Sisl worked out. He's pretty good at it, that brother! He's handsome, he's family, and, really, he's my proud brother.

"I heard. I was stupid."

"Worry about Freesia more than I do, Mother."

"Friesia's still young and picky, so we're having a pompous relationship! The problem is you!

"Huh!? Really!?

Your mother holding your temples will crush you. Have you been talking to Friesia? I don't know.

"You have a bad reputation for saying that you have a good relationship with Friesia because you have a" daughter-in-law (I) late sister at home. "

"Ugh..."

"What will you do if you make it impossible for me to be your daughter-in-law to Friesia because of you!

"Ugh..."

Mother with the sword curtain. Hey, you're kind of a different character today!?

I usually gave up mode. Only today. Why can you blame me so much!?

Mother, what's wrong!?

"Uh-oh, Mother, I'm sorry I'm a late daughter-in-law"

"Vee?... Vee... Viola!

"Hmm?.................. Ha!?

I heard a voice called in the distance, besides my body rocked, and there I went back to me hah.

Where am I? Who am I?... not.

Apparently, me, you were asleep. Plus, it's probably a fine bed. It's got a lid on it, too, but our bed, was it this big? Mother, where are you?

Look to the right, look to the left. Okay, I have no idea what's going on. You're still falling asleep, me.

Though it was me who only moved my eyes and was still blurry.

"They were, but what's up? Not feeling well, either?

That's what I'm saying. It's super beautiful looking into my face worryingly. Who... oh, isn't that your husband!

Well, I was asleep at some point.

Oh, then what? Was I dreaming? It was a realistic dream...

I'm surprised by the sleeping sweat if you notice.

When you calm down and look around, this is the bedroom of the Fisaris family - which is now also my house -. It's on a big bed. It's my house, isn't it? Are you still in your dreams or something?

"Come on. See you! Ho hiru no hiru!?

I followed to see if it was a dream.... Oh, I screwed my husband's cheek by mistake I'm a teary-eyed husband, but it looks painful, so apparently it's real.

"... it wasn't the Three Dukes of Batu..."

"Huh? So, you don't feel well? Shall we call Stellaria?

"Oh, I'm sorry. It's okay. I just had some crazy dreams."

"Really?"

"It's true."

"Patience is forbidden. Viola's not alone right now."

"Yes."

My husband has become even more overprotective since I found out about my pregnancy. I just had a little (mother's) scary dream.

... that. I'm the one who inherited my real wife and got caught up in a tough world of rich people!?