There was a lot of force in his jaw as he was biting his molars.
‘His pride is hurt.’
Ines, who was looking at Ryan with a happy gaze, got up.
“Then I’ll go to the bathroom for a while, you two can continue talking.”
Ines, who walked out, leaned against a place nearby.
As she listened, Ryan’s suppressed voice rang out.
“Todd? Todd? How could you bring a handkerchief or anything to that man?”
Ha, after bursting into an angry laughter. Ryan asked again.
“Charlotte, have you been flirting with men other than me?”
“I, too, can’t live just being your lover forever, can I?”
“Say it now!”
Ines, who heard the two of them arguing, grinned.
‘There have been times like this before.’
The past before regression.
Charlotte had a strong desire for marriage, or to be more precise, to raise her status through marriage.
Ines had tried to introduce a good man to Charlotte. She thought that if Charlotte found a good mate, she might break up with Ryan.
… If that happened, Ines believed that Ryan would return to her.
‘But, even after that, they stuck together like a pair of cockroaches and didn’t even fall off.’
Ines shrugged and turned around.
Now, such a vain thing didn’t matter.
What was important to her now.
‘New Year’s ball.’
There she had to somehow meet the Duke of Sussex.
Ines’ dark green eyes sank coldly.
***
The day of the New year’s banquet.
Ines stood in front of the mirror with a tense face. A silver-white dress that completely wrapped around her slender body and fluttered down elegantly.
White fur was wrapped around the shoulders to make it more elegant, and emerald earrings matched to the color of her eyes were worn on the earlobes.
Although there were no fancy decorations, it did not look shabby. Rather, she was elegant and dignified like a queen. The fabric of the dress itself, and the fur and earrings worn on the body are expensive.
‘It’s been a while since I’ve worn these earrings.’
Ines touched her ear with a nostalgic touch.
She liked the feel of the emerald earrings dangling from her earlobes.
‘My mother loved these earrings.’
These emerald earrings were her mother’s keepsake.
She heard that the price of this pair of earrings was enough to buy a carriage.
In commemoration of her father’s fifth wedding anniversary with her mother, he directly asked a famous artisan to make it.
However, Ines in her previous life did not even wear these earrings but a few times.
“What the hell are those earrings? That’s too extravagant. If you are the hostess of a family, you should know how to be frugal.”
It was because Ryan said so.
If she hadn’t returned to the past, if she had been taken to a mental hospital and spent the rest of her life there….
‘… Could the earrings belong to Charlotte?’
Ines bit her molar teeth.
“Madam, the carriage is ready.”
Just then, the maid’s call was heard.
“Okay, I’m coming down.”
Ines turned around and went outside.
Ryan, who was waiting on the first floor of the mansion, found her and narrowed his brow.
“Isn’t your outfit too flashy?”
Reprimands flew in at once.
“I said I don’t like extravagant women. How long will you continue to dress so immaturely and expensively…..” (*Can I strangle this guy already?)
“I like it.” (Ines)
“What?”
In an instant, Ryan’s eyes widened.
Ines added casually.
“I know what you like. But I like it, so I dressed like this.”
“… Ines?”
“You said I should know how to be frugal as a family hostess, right?”
Tick, tick, tick. The heels of the shoes collided with the marble floor, making a distinct sound.
Ines, standing right in front of Ryan, reached out and touched her husband’s collar. He thought Ines’ long, slender fingers would touch his neatly angled top of his suit, but her hands headed to his tie.
“There is some truth to that statement, but you still have to think about the face of Count Brierton.” (Ines)
Ines tightened the tie with force.
“Ugh.”
At the breath that tightened in an instant, Ryan stiffened his shoulders.
“You wear the finest suits you have tailored in the dressing room, and you wear silk ties from the East.” (Ines)
Ines gently folded her eyes.
“Isn’t it all for the sake of the Count’s face?” (Ines)
“That’s true… but.”
“So from now on, I will also think about the Count’s face when I dress up.” (Ines)
Ines finished her speech calmly.
“Ack, ack!”
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Ryan, whose conscience was stabbed, coughed for no reason and avoided his gaze.
Because he always used excuses to make Ines dress poorly while he indulged in all kinds of extravagance.