
"You've guessed, it must be the king's noble baby!" Count chaseiro replied with great care.
"Yeahah! Huaoooo!" Karmila could only cry while resting at the feet of Count Chaseiro.
"I'm sorry papa! I'm sorry!!" He apologized to his father.
"Carmilla! How far is your relationship with the king? Has your relationship been established since the late queen Illeana was alive?" Count Chaseiro asked very seriously accompanied by a quite sinister gaze.
Count Chaseiro then stood up and brushed off Karmila's hand that was resting at his feet which made Karmila even more shocked.
"Father!" Karmila was shocked and shocked instead of playing listening to the words and things Count Chaseiro did to him.
"Papa knows what you're really doing, you've been in a relationship with your majesty, right since the noble queen Illeana and the noble king Morona were engaged? Why would you do something like that?" Ask Count Chaseiro.
The atmosphere in the room became very cold and tense.
"Father! I-i'm me...." Karmila instantly became nervous and bungled to say what to Count Chaseiro.
"Easy! You don't have to try to dodge because papa already knows everything! Papa knows you're third and willing to be the lover of a man who already has a wife!" The speech sounded very sad, the sort of eyes from count chaseiro looked very sad, he was about to cry but could not.
Karmila then stood up and approached the count chaseiro "Papa! I can explain all that! I-i....." Karmila tried hard to argue and defend himself, but unfortunately he himself had run out of words to cover up all the bad deeds he had done.
"Shut up!" Count Chaseiro unconsciously snapped at Karmila because he was fed up with Karmila who kept trying to evade and refute the words.
"Father!" Karmila was suddenly silent and felt very frightened because she had never even once count chaseiro shouted at her let alone snapped at her.
"It's enough ! You don't have to dodge anymore! Don't argue over anything else because Papa already knows everything! Please don't lie to me! Just tell papa why are you doing all this?" Ask count chaseiro.
"I'm sorry papa! Pardon me! I-i'm sorry! Pardon me! Hicks...hiks......" Karmila answered while crying.
Seeing his daughter crying profusely like that, count Chaseiro involuntarily felt pity and he inadvertently joined in crying even though only tears fell drop by drop.
At once Karmila fell limp to the floor and began to cry loudly.
"Hiks...hiks....hiks......" Karmila could only cry without knowing what else to say to Count Chaseiro.
"Don't this not all my fault? I can't be a good father to him so he can act out of bounds like this!" Said the count in his heart who felt guilty for everything that happened.
The Count then walked closer to Karmila who was sitting limp on the floor, he hugged his daughter with great affection.
"I'm sorry, son! Sorry papa!" Count hugged Karmila tightly.
"Yeah! Why did my father apologize to me? It's all my fault! Nothing to do with papa at all!" Say Karmila because Karmila feels if this has nothing to do with the count.
"No! It's papa's fault! Forgive papa son! Forgive me for not being a good father to you!" Said the count very sincerely which made Karmila so shocked that she fell silent and could not say anything.
"I'm sorry papa, you've failed to be a good father to you! Papa has failed because he cannot educate you well! Papa was wrong for making you into this kind of person! You better not have a father like papa! This papa is a bad father to you!" The count's voice sounded extremely heavy like a person who was enduring a deep sadness.
"No! This isn't papa's fault! This has nothing to do with papa! It's all my fault! It's not papa's fault!" Karmila then denied all the count's remarks and at once Karmila felt guilty because now the count blamed himself for everything that had happened when this was purely Karmila's desire.
"I'm sorry, son! Forgive papa Karmila! You are now pregnant without a husband! Forgive me for not being a good father to you! Can't be a protector and family to you!" Said the count very sadly while tightly hugging his only daughter.
"No! No! No.no....." Shouted Karmila while tightly hugging Count Chaseiro.
"It's not papa's fault! This has nothing to do with papa! It's all my fault! I was wrong paa! Papa don't blame yourself, papa! I don't want papa kayak gini! This has nothing to do with papa!" Shouted Karmila with tears flowing very fast.
"It's papa's fault! Sorry papa!" The count then let go of the embrace and left Karmila alone in his room.
"Father!!!!" Karmila then shouted to call out to the Count, but unfortunately the count had left him with a guilty feeling.
Karmila cried from feeling guilty for what had just happened.
"Hiks...hiks...hiks.....hiks.....hiks...." Karmila's cry broke, her tears flowing very fast.
"I don't want to believe this! I don't want to be like this! Why did it even become like this? Wh why? I don't want to!!!" Shouted Karmila while crying sobbing.
"Why do you feel guilty ? Why is he now a guilty dad? I never wanted papa to be like this ! I never wanted you to be like that!" Karmila said as she wept lamenting what had just happened.
Now, it was Karmila's turn to feel guilty, she felt guilty with count chaseiro because the count blamed himself for everything that had happened, when clearly Karmila did deliberately do all this.
Elsewhere, precisely in the courtyard of the count Chaseiro residence on the 2nd floor which was very quiet, the count was sad while looking at the view of the gate of his residence.
Suddenly a very luxurious horse carriage passed by in his residence and the horse carriage stopped in front of the gate of his residence.
"That train? Why did he stop in front of the gate of my residence? Don't he really want to visit this residence?" Said the Count in shock.
That's right, you, the horse carriage had indeed deliberately stopped by the count's residence because it was clearly visible when the gate of the count's residence was opened and the horse carriage entered the residence which made the count shocked and looked very emotion.
"What's? Did he come here? What's he here for? I'll get to her!" Said the count who immediately rushed to the horse carriage which was none other than the horse carriage owned by Baron Dazan's residence.