I Thought It Was a Common Transmigration - Chapter 133

‘Well, Cliff, Lizé, the Duke and Duchess can live on their own just fine. From now on, all I care about is my own happiness.’

While I was just thinking about such things, Killian misunderstood my expression as I looked around the wedding hall and said something scary.

“If…… you ever want to have another wedding……”

“Are you crazy?”

“……there’s nothing crazy about it.”

“I’m sorry for the harsh words, but I really had a hard time getting through our wedding. Can you imagine trying to get through a day in high heels, wearing a dress that shows your boobs if you bend over the slightest bit?”

I break out in a cold sweat just saying the words.

“I thought…… you liked dressing like that back then.”

“I told you, everything I’ve ever done to deserve criticism was ordered by ‘he whose name I refuse to mention’. I thought I was going to snap my spine on our wedding day.”

At the annoyed tone in my voice, Killian began to giggle.

Just then, the guests began to trickle in, and Killian and I stood at the entrance with the Duke and Duchess to greet them.

“My goodness, Miss Edith, no, you’re the Countess of Ryzen now, aren’t you? I’m late, but I’ve heard you’ve been through a lot.”

An older, unfamiliar woman clasped both my hands in comfort.

The rumors about Leila weren’t the only ones that had been circulating in society.

The story that I had fallen out of favor in the family while trying to stop Count Riegelhoff’s treasonous plot, and that I had suffered ill treatment for it, had won the sympathy of many.

“Thank you for your concern, madam. I’m fine now, thanks to the good care of Killian and my in-laws. I hope you have a good time today.”

I smiled brightly and let her into the wedding hall.

I wasn’t sure how many more times I’d have to do this greeting, but it was my duty, so I’d do my best until my facial muscles went paralyzed.

‘Still, I don’t think there would have been such an amicable atmosphere before, is it because the original flow has been gone……?’

It hadn’t been rumored that I was the illegitimate child of Count Riegelhoff’s sister.

It was said that at the execution, Sophia screamed her last revenge and revealed the secret of my birth, but it wasn’t much of a shock, as there were many illegitimate children like me in other families, and they were often adopted by already married brothers.

Still, the fact that I was a part of the Riegelhoff family was not forgotten, but people unexpectedly saw me as a victim.

‘So, the flow of the story had been treating me badly all this time.’

Once again, I felt a sense of relief that I’d won the game with the author, but also a sense of defeat.

“Edith?”

“……ah, I’m sorry, did you call me?”

“Just in case you’re not feeling well……”

“No, I’m fine.”

I smiled wholeheartedly at Killian, who looked at me worriedly.

Now I have Killian by my side.

I’m able to shake off the slightest sense of helplessness just by having the person I love by my side.

I feel like I’ve grown as a person.

As we near the end of the reception, I see a middle-aged couple off to the side, fidgeting around and checking their invitations over and over again.

They seemed to be dressed in the best clothes they had, but for a wedding with so many high-ranking nobles, they looked a little shabby in comparison.

I greeted them with a broad smile. “Baron and Baroness Reuben!”

They looked startled at the voice calling them.

“Oh, hello. We’re here by invitation, but…… I’m afraid we don’t actually have any connections in the capital, so we don’t know who you are……”

They’re probably puzzled.

Not only has someone from House Ludwig they don’t know sent them an invitation to a wedding out of the blue, but also offered to pay for their travel and provide them with a place to stay.

But they deserved all of this and more.

“Don’t you know me?”

“I- I’m sorry.”

“You gave a ride out of the goodness of your heart to an unidentified, battered woman, and I’m that same woman.”

“Sorry?”

As expected, they stared at me, even more surprised than they had been earlier.

I introduced Killian to Baron and Baroness Reuben. “When I escaped from Wellesley’s villa, they gave me a ride in their carriage to the center of the capital, and if it weren’t for them, I would have died on the road.”

“You were my wife’s lifesaver! I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you. I am Killian, second son of the Duke of Ludwig, Count of Ryzen.”

“Then…… t- this is your……”

“This is my wife, Edith Ryzen. When you helped her back in the day, she was kidnapped by an opposing faction of the family.”

Baron and Baroness Reuben were stunned, not knowing what to do.

I held their hands and said, “I told you that I would repay your favor, but first, let me introduce you to some people who might be able to help you at today’s wedding.”

I had already done my research on them.

Baron Reuben’s small estate grew mostly olives, and he was not very business savvy and was not getting a good price for them, even though they were of high quality.

I purposely sat them down next to Viscount Mohr, who had a large fruit distribution business.

I introduced them, of course.

‘He’s a shrewd man, he’ll quickly realize why I introduced him to the country baron.’

Besides, he won’t make a fool of the man I introduced him to.

As the baron couple were very interested in their children’s education, their children would be able to attend the capital’s academy under the auspices of Count Ryzen.

Of course, Baron Reuben could always remain a friend of Count Ryzen, unless he changed his mind.

‘I’m glad I could repay the favor.’

I also found comfort in seeing the dazed yet happy faces of Baron and Baroness Reuben.

***

Cliff and Lizé’s wedding has begun.

As a large band played a gorgeous tune that dwarfed the wedding of Killian and Edith, Cliff in white attire took the hand of the dazzling Lizé and together they walked to the altar.

“My God…… so pretty.”

“Miss Lizé’s beauty has always been famous, she used to look so young, but now she looks quite grown up.”

People were still favorable to Lizé.

The word hadn’t gotten out yet that she had left her path of pretending to be a good girl.

‘Whatever, I don’t care.’

Killian thought to himself. She was a woman he’d once loved, and yet he found her wedding bland.

If there was any sentimentality, it was the ‘wedding’ itself, not ‘Lizé’s’ wedding.

He couldn’t stop thinking about his and Edith’s wedding.

‘Edith was pretty……’

Edith looked beautiful that day, even though the gorgeous cleavage of her ample breasts peeked out through her dress and all eyes were on them.

Her reddish-brown hair was pulled up in an intricate braid, and her exposed white nape was smooth and tempting to bite.

Despite the less-than-ideal wedding atmosphere, Edith was not the least bit intimidated.

‘It was stupid and childish, and…… I’m almost embarrassed to death to think of it now.’

Killian turned bright red as he remembered the rudeness of his behavior as they exchanged rings.

He didn’t even take Edith’s outstretched hand and slipped the ring on her finger using only two fingers. He snatched the ring from her hand and put it on himself.

‘Edith didn’t get angry or show any signs of being offended.’

Unlike my childish behavior, she kissed the kids who brought in rings to make sure none of them were uncomfortable. I was impressed by her thoughtfulness.

At the wedding, where everything went wrong, Killian’s impression of Edith was, in a word, vulgar.

But on the other hand, he couldn’t deny that she was beautiful and mesmerizing.

Imagine his horror when he was forced to enter the bridal chamber at Lizé’s insistence.

There was nothing but an empty bed and a dress that looked like it had been thrown off by a bride.

And when he followed the wisps of steam behind the curtain, his breath caught in his throat.

The sight of Edith, naked and asleep in the large tub, ignited his dormant lust.

“Why are you smiling like that?”

Edith poked him in the side.

He smiled to himself, remembering how she’d woken up and, unperturbed by his taunts, had asked, “Are you going to sleep here tonight?”

The priest’s ceremony was dragging on boringly. Edith must have poked Killian out of sheer boredom.

“I just realized what a fool I was.”

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing.”

Killian kissed the corner of Edith’s eye as she glared at him.

Before we were married, I heard rumors that Edith had been bragging about marrying me.

So naturally, I thought she had a lot to look forward to and that she liked me.

But then I remembered how puzzled I was to see her so different from my expectations.

Of course, according to Edith, the Edith who was rumored to be marrying me and the Edith who was on the wedding day were two different souls, so it’s no wonder that their vibes were so different.

But if I really wasn’t interested in Edith, I wouldn’t have cared how she turned out.