"One of Count's family members is here?"
While Iris was changing, Christina announced Celestine's visit.
In her previous life, her relationship with the family of Duke Hutch was terrible. She didn't have any good memories with her in-laws.
Rather, she would rather stomach Duke Hutch than them.
They seemed to have believed that she had fallen in love with their great and proud son and that was why he had married her.
Alfred's sister, Jillian, was the wife of Count Walder, and her behavior was completely different outside and inside. Outside she was a noble and gentle Countess, but inside she was manipulative and cruel.
Jillian would check the condition of the house whenever she visited Alfred's mansion. While she looked everywhere, Iris had to follow after her like a maid.
Even though it wasn't Iris' job to clean the mansion, if a speck of dust was found on a window frame, it would be blamed on Iris.
[As the mistress, can't you take care of this kind of thing? You didn't learn of any of this when you were living as the flower of Duke Whittle? This much is basic.]
Jillian would ask a maid to bring a cane.
[If you do something wrong, you should be beaten.]
Iris could vividly remember the pain of the slender cane striking against her calves like it was yesterday.
Delicate fair skin with red lines, sometimes even peeling.
Blood trickling down her calves.
Far from shocked, Jillian smiled at it. As if it was what she had hoped for.
Alfred sided with Jillian when he saw Iris' blistered calves.
[My sister values manners. You haven't learned much. You're the flower of Duke Whittle. If I had known you were like this at Duke Whittle, I wouldn't have married you. You should be thankful that I don't throw away things like yourself and have kept you by my side.]
Iris' other in-laws did more than that, not less.
She closed her eyes and cleared her breath to escape.
It's all in the past. It's not going to happen this time.
She recalled Keivrand's family.
Keivrand's family was just as famous as him, the guardian of the sacred relics.
Venerable Count Wyvern Green and his wife Helena.
The second son, Edward who was the vice captain of the Order of Knights' under the Divine Kingdom.
And the youngest Celestine.
As far as she knew, Celestine didn't attend social gatherings very often, but everyone wanted to be close to her.
In her previous life, she had seen Celestine a few times at the parties she had attended.
But she only saw her from afar and had never spoken to her.
She gave off a cold feeling...
Even though it was in her 'previous life,' it had only been a month for Iris.
Just before her death, she was beaten by Jillian for not giving birth to a child, so the trauma from Alfred's family remained vivid.
Although she didn't show it on her face, her heart was beating so fast that her forehead throbbed.
"Miss Iris, are you okay? You don't look very good..."
Iris came to her senses as she stared blankly at Christina's face like she had just woken up from a dream.
Right, I'm not Iris Whittle or Iris Hutch. I'm Iris Green.
Iris Whittle and Iris Hutch endured unjust beating, but Iris Green would be different.
"I guess you're not feeling well because of travel sickness. Do you want me to call a doctor?"
Christina's eyes were full of worries.
Over Christina's shoulder, Juliette was seen pouting her lips.
Her expression reads, 'She's pretending to be sick, why call a doctor?'
Elly stared at Juliette with a look of 'Shall we just kill her?' but Iris decided she had seen wrong.
There was no way the famous Lutech family's esteemed daughter would have such a wicked idea.
"It's okay. Just a little hot."
"You don't have to overdo it, Miss Iris. Miss Celestine will be joining you for dinner tonight...Miss Celestine is a little bit..."
Blurring the end of her words, Christina added.
"The Count's guards were freaking out in front of Celestine."
Elly nodded hard as if she agreed.
Iris also wanted to avoid it if she could.
But she couldn't live her whole life avoiding Keivrand's family.
When she was walking around death, she saw Keivrand's family die.
Neither Keivrand's parents, brother, nor sister died comfortably in her previous life.
I don't know exactly when...
If the scene in her moment of death was really the future that would happen, the part that could be changed must be changed.
She abandoned her fear and regained her composure.
I'll see after judging them.
Keivrand also knew that the marriage wasn't something that would go their way as they pleased.
Although marrying for love was in trend, he knew very well that lineage was still important.
He answered flatly to Jamie who had asked him if the Venerable Count and Countess had been informed of his and Iris' marriage.
Jamie stared blankly at Keivrand.
"If the boss is so out of his mind, it's going to be harder for me, right?"
"Sorry, sorry. But really...I had completely forgotten."
How it was possible, Keivrand didn't know.
From the day Iris came wearing a hood, his mind was mostly thinking of her.
Why did she feel so mysterious?
Even with such an arrogant and strong appearance, why did she sometimes look fragile and perilous?
When would she open up her heart to him?
What would she look like then?
What did the hot Iris look like?
What would she look like in bed?
What about their first night?
He hadn't even thought to tell his family about their marriage because he had so many thoughts that he couldn't understand.
"It's Cel, but...Do you think the Venerable Count and Countess will stand still if they find out about this?"
"It's not to the point of being awkward, is it?"
Jamie said with a smile on his face while gritting his teeth.
"I need to talk to Cel first."
Keivrand knew how strong willed his sister was, so it was a good idea to soothe her first.
"It's no use, so sit down. Boss."
Jamie said as he pointed to a chair.
"I sometimes get confused whether you're the boss or me. What did Cel say?"
"Is my brother who I haven't seen in a long time just using his head for decorations? Call me at dinner time!"
"She's not young anymore so why is she talking like that?"
"That's understandable, isn't it?"
He didn't need to be there to know how much Celestine would have polished his shadows while he was gone.
There was no way they would have an excuse.
"Until it's time for dinner, write a letter to the Venerable Count, boss. I'm sure you'll be a good son and inform them of the marriage now, right?"
"I'm sorry you have to have dinner with my sister on short notice, Irie. Oh, that dress. It looks good on you."
Keivrand said when he came to pick up Iris before the dinner.
Iris was wearing a dark, wine-colored dress that wasn't glamorous but had an elegant feel to it.
"There's nothing to be sorry about. It's something you didn't know."
She walked down the hall with her hand slightly on Keivrand's arm.
"I...there's something I need to tell you in advance."
"My siblings, um. There are two of them, and the one that came today is my sister. She's the youngest in my family."
"That's why she's very immature. She's a little...How should I say..."
The answer came from behind.
Iris didn't know when, but Nathan was following the two.
She couldn't help but mistake him for a woman every time she saw him.
A fair and pretty face similar to her, and a bit of long, light golden hair.
Nathan, sweeping the back of his hair with one hand as if it was bothersome, added.
"I'll join you for dinner, boss. I don't know what that crazy little girl is going to say to my sister-in-law.'
Even though Nathan called his sister a 'crazy little girl,' Keivrand didn't point it out.
It occurred to Iris that the relationship between Keivrand and his shadows wasn't that of an ordinary noble and knight.
As far as she could tell, his shadows were like family to him.
Iris' barely relieved anxiety began to rise again.
What kind of personality did Celestine have that Nathan was so concerned about her behavior?
Nathan quickly came to Iris' side.
"No matter what Celestine says, just don't be bothered by it. I don't know what she'll say, but don't pay it any mind."
"Yes. She's really...She doesn't know how to mince words."
Nathan tilted his head when Iris smiled lightly.
"The same goes for Nathan."
Nathan smiled, showing his teeth.
"Sister-in-law isn't simple either."
He looked more like a woman when he smiled.
"Anyway, sister-in-law. Just ignore what you don't want to hear, and listen to what's good to hear. That's just her personality, so don't fault her for it. I'll kick her if she says something bad."
Nathan widened his eyes and looked at Keivrand with the expression of 'are you hearing this?'
"Irie. Celestine is more like a crude gentleman than a lady..."
At the hall where everyone was supposed to have dinner, Celestine had arrived first.
She, who was occupying a seat on the long side of the table, turned her head to the sound of the door opening.
Iris placed her hand on Keivrand's arm and slowly entered the hall.
Celestine didn't seem to mind seeing Nathan coming in with them.
Keivrand headed to the seat of honor and Iris stopped opposite Celestine.
Celestine stared at Iris before looking back at Keivrand.
"Why don't we change seats?"
"Brother, why are you sitting in the seat of honor? Isn't your wife the main character today?"
Iris widened her eyes at the unexpected words.
The same was true for Keivrand.
Keivrand replied without hesitation and switched seats with Iris.
Iris had never sat at the seat of honor, so she headed to the seat in an awkward mood.
When she stood in front of the chair, Celestine stood up.
Keivrand was about to introduce Iris, but Celestine raised her index finger and interrupted him.
"I want to hear your wife's voice, not yours."
Was this a new type of bullying?
Celestine raised one eyebrow and looked at Iris.
As if she was telling Iris to go ahead and introduce herself.
Iris had nothing to lose, so she decided to play along.
"It's nice to meet you. I'm Iris Green. I recently registered my marriage to Miss Celestine's older brother, Keivrand Green. Before that, I was Iris Whittle."
"I'm Celestine Green. Feel free to call me Cel."
Celestine said with a blank stare.
"Can I call you big sister?"
This time, Celestine's expression changed.
She had a puppy-like expression like she was waiting for her big sister Iris to throw a ball.
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