Pregnancy Is Too Much For The Villain-Chapter 158

She frowned, deepening the lines on her face, and studied Valentin carefully. She checked the pregnancy line on his stomach, observed the shape of his belly from the side, and even examined his swollen chest with a sharp, professional gaze. After a moment, she nodded.

“Yes. He’s definitely pregnant.”

“What???”

At her confirmation, Valentin nearly fainted from shock.

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The next day, Valentin handed Asif a pouch of gold coins, and they rushed to a large city to see a doctor.

“You are indeed pregnant.”

Valentin’s scream echoed through the desert on their way back to the village.

**You damn quack, you bastard!!!**

As the sun set over the desert, Valentin’s furious curses aimed at the Kingsford Medical University professor and the imperial court doctor reverberated through the air.

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What am I going to do now?

Valentin sat on a rock, his hands tangled in his hair, staring blankly up at the sky. The sheep wandered peacefully around him, grazing on the last bits of dry grass, but Valentin’s mind was anything but peaceful.

After all, he was pregnant... and already divorced!

By this point, it seemed that he and Reynard were physically a perfect match, as if their compatibility was legendary. How could he get pregnant so easily every time they were together? That nickname ‘One-Shot One-Kill Colonel’ definitely wasn’t a joke. Maybe Reynard’s sperm were some kind of super sperm... How else could he explain getting pregnant when he hadn’t even gone into heat?

[It seems that your body was in recovery, and your heat cycle coincidentally overlapped with that, leading to pregnancy during the time you had relations.]

That was the explanation given by the doctor in Dishankala, a doctor who was reputed to be quite skilled. He had shrugged and explained that it wasn’t unusual for someone not to experience heat for several months after giving birth, and that Valentin had likely become pregnant because his body was recovering and had entered its fertile period without him realizing.

Valentin muttered curses to himself.

“Damn court doctor…”

Now, he had to consider whether the court doctor had been a fraud, or if his body possessed some kind of extraordinary regenerative ability that allowed him to recover after being told he couldn’t have children.

‘Or maybe that doctor lied.’

Valentin was already leaning towards the latter.

That court doctor had always been suspicious. Right around the time Valentin left, that same doctor had given a strange, ambiguous interview about the Duke of Denox’s family, tarnishing their reputation. It was the same man, wasn’t it?

‘Maybe he’s in league with the Third Prince.’

Valentin clenched his teeth so hard they made a grinding sound. How had the Third Prince managed to rope in the emperor’s exclusive physician, a man supposedly out of reach of even the emperor’s own children, due to strict legal and security restrictions? The more he thought about it, the more he upgraded his assessment of the Third Prince’s cunning.

Consumed by anger for a moment, Valentin soon let out a long sigh.

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“Hey! Let’s head back!”

One of the shepherds who had come out with him called from afar. Valentin shook his head and shouted back.

“Go on ahead! I’ll be back in a little while!”

He nodded as they told him not to stay out too late in the cold, and then he was left alone. He chewed on a long blade of dried grass, fidgeting with a stick as he absently poked the ground.

“What am I supposed to do now…?”

A baby, conceived after a divorce… The child would undoubtedly be considered illegitimate. To make matters worse, he and Reynard had divorced over the issue of succession, and now things had become even more complicated. Reynard would be in an incredibly difficult position.

‘He might already be seeing Lady Akal under the emperor’s guidance by now…’

By this point, the discussions about Reynard’s marriage would have progressed significantly. Lady Sabina Akal had even visited Reynard alongside Evner at the Rutheon House, so things were probably moving in a positive direction. Valentin pulled his thick cloak and shawl tighter around himself as he glanced down at his stomach.

‘A baby…’

A new life, one he had never thought would come again, had arrived like a miracle. It was a gift he never imagined he would experience, something he had thought impossible for the rest of his life.

‘This time, I’ll protect you.’

Valentin caressed his belly with renewed determination. Unlike the first time he had become pregnant, he didn’t feel burdened at all. Moreover, several months had passed since he and Reynard had parted ways and Valentin had arrived in this foreign land, meaning the baby had already grown significantly. He recalled the reassuring words the doctor had said earlier in the day.

[For someone who didn’t even realize they were pregnant, you’ve already reached a stable period. That’s fortunate. It seems like this is a very strong baby.]

The sky, once painted in hues of gray and orange by the sunset, had now deepened into a dark blue. In the desert, without any artificial light, the sky was an inky black, and countless stars shone brightly, twinkling like diamonds.

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“Valentin.”

At the sound of a frail voice, Valentin turned his head.

“Grandmother Peruja.”

It was the village’s eldest woman, Asif’s grandmother, Peruja. Valentin and Peruja had grown close, often taking care of the children together. Valentin had a natural affinity with older people, and Peruja was no exception. Despite her age, she approached him with a steady gait, covering him with a soft, purple shawl.

“Sitting out here like this for too long will make you sick.”

“…I was about to head back, but I guess I got lost in my thoughts.”

Valentin smiled awkwardly as he gestured toward the now dark sky.

“I heard you’re pregnant.”

The elderly woman subtly revealed why she had come looking for him in the fading light. Peruja, it seemed, was concerned for the young omega guest, Valentin.

“Yeah… somehow, it happened that way.”

Valentin had nothing more to say and just gave a vague response. The old woman sat down beside him.

“I heard this isn’t your first pregnancy. Is it troubling you?”

The way Valentin’s belly was growing was unlike a first pregnancy. His body, having already been through the process once, seemed to expand without pain or difficulty this time. Asif’s mother, an experienced midwife, had surely noticed this too.

Valentin couldn’t help but laugh at the endearing openness of the villagers. Far from being intrusive, their family-like concern was heartwarming, making him feel welcomed in this tight-knit community. Even though he had only been living here for a couple of months, they treated him not as a guest, but as part of their family, which, for an outsider like him, was a deeply touching experience.

“I lost my first child.”

Valentin shrugged, trying to speak as calmly as possible, but the old woman gently took his hand and stroked it. Her palm was rough from years of hard work as a nomadic herder, but it was warmer and more comforting than anything Valentin had felt in a long time.

“Yes, yes. Life sometimes brings us hardships like that.”

There was an unmistakable sense of understanding in her words.

“Did you… go through something similar?”

“Of course. I lost four children.”

Her voice, though steady, carried the weight of a painful past.

“Those were hard times. It was during the war. Many like me lost children in those days.”

“…”

“I lost my first and second children one after the other. We never knew why. So many babies were born during the war and didn’t make it to their first birthday. Then, after finally having my third, I lost my fourth and fifth to an illness that swept through the land.”

Despite her calm tone, the story of losing four children was a tragic one. Valentin shut his eyes tightly, fighting back thoughts of Sharon.

“…Wasn’t it hard for you?”

“It was. It was unbearably hard. Even my late husband, who wasn’t the type, almost lost his mind after we lost a few of them.”

Valentin thought of Reynard, remembering how devastated he had been after losing their child.

“How did you get through it…?”

Valentin had no answer of his own. All he had done was bury the pain and keep walking forward, as if that was the only thing he knew how to do. Perhaps there was some other way… some magical way to overcome it?