I am the Nanny of the Villain

16

    The meal ended safely. Sarah was a suitable conversation partner between the awkward father and son. Thanks to that, Claude was able to exchange a few words with his father.

    Sarah involuntarily stroked Claude's hair as he ate the pudding from dessert with a happy face. Until morning, Claude hated having Sarah touch him first, but now, he was quietly receiving Sarah's hand. It was the feeling when a ferocious cat, which always used its claws to scratch her, finally let out a purr for the first time.

    Sarah focused all her attention on Claude's adorable hands as he gripped a spoon and scooped out the pudding, and her cheeks twitched from mumbling hard.

    'Cute. So cute. Claude eating pudding is so cute.'

    Her love for Claude was dripping from her gaze.

    "......"

    Ethan, who was quietly observing it while drinking tea, was engulfed with a new feeling. It was even more so because he never imagined that the day would come when he had such a peaceful breakfast with his child. She must be well aware that the power of Ambrosia was manifested in Claude but Sarah seemed to have no hesitation. So Ethan unknowingly asked her a question.

    "Why do you like Claude?"

    "Our Young Master Claude is so mature and cute. How could I not like him?"

    Claude was rather embarrassed by her attitude of stating something so obvious. The earlobe of the child, who had turned his head away in embarrassment, was stained with a soft red color. Even if he pretended not to be, Sarah's words made him happy.

    "Ah, I praised you in front of the Duke like this. Please smile once and say that I did well. Young Master Claude."

    Saying this, Sarah poked the child's cheek with her finger. Ethan muttered quietly, looking at Sarah, who was all distracted by Claude.

    "...... Just for that reason."

    Ethan had to thank that woman just for having Sarah, the magician, next to Claude like that. Sarah seemed to like Claude more than how much one would feel for the child of a close friend.

    If anyone asked if he had taken good care of his child as Claude's guardian, Ethan couldn’t easily answer. Even if his brother and the runaway Duchess came back and slapped him on the face for neglecting their child, Ethan was willing to welcome that slap.

    'He has never had a face like that in front of me.'

    He looked at Claude, who pouted his lips as Sarah annoyed him and pushed her away. He was pretending to be blunt, but he couldn't hide the faint smile on his face. He was behaving just like his age, so Ethan closed his eyes.

    'He should know how to be wary of false affection. Is it too much?'

    Soon, the time for entry was approaching. This strange breakfast was slowly coming to an end.

    "I've put the carriage on standby, Master."

    When the butler approached and whispered to Ethan, he put down the teacup he was holding.

    "I'm going to get up now, Countess Millan."

    "Are you leaving already? I don't think you've finished your tea yet."

    "Thanks to Countess, we enjoyed the mealtime that could have been hastily filled in the carriage, so I have to hurry."

    "Oh my God, what a shame."