Chapter 24

"Come on, Lady Reisha, please wake up! We have a busy day today! Here's your morning tea."

"Time is limited! Let's get going!"

"Here are your skincare tools."

It's nice to be so well taken care of, but everyone is putting in too much effort.

I'm practically a walking corpse from Lagnath's training over the past few days.

"I'll prepare your dress while you're in the bath."

"After you finish cleansing, we'll do a massage to work up a sweat. Then we'll properly moisturize and let the lotion soak in thoroughly!"

"Miss Reisha, let's have breakfast first. You'll need your strength afterward."

Just do as you please.

I drink the tea and eat a light meal as instructed. Afterward, I enjoy Reyla's top-notch massage. When I get out of the bath, my hair is intricately styled, and makeup is applied.

Honestly, the preparation is taking longer than the actual wedding day.

"Here is your dress. It's strictly ordered by your husband."

The dress, as ordered, is quite luxurious.

However, since the tea party is held during the day, it's an afternoon dress.

The top is white, gradually transitioning to a deeper red as it goes down.

The dress is adorned with vibrant roses, and the lace is a masterpiece of craftsmanship.

It's been a while since I've worn such a dress, and it's incredibly difficult to walk in.

"This color, is it the color of your husband's—no, the Lindbergh family?"

The Lindbergh family is known for their distinctive deep red hair.

Only the official wife of the Lindbergh family can wear a dress of this color.

While there are similar shades of red in society, no one else wears this distinctive hue.

"Your husband insisted. You are loved, Lady Reisha!"

It's not love.

I think it's more about quickly letting everyone know.

When the preparations are complete, as if on cue, there's a knock on the door, and my husband enters.

He holds a small velvet-lined box in one hand and is dressed in a somewhat formal but still casual outfit.

Despite this, his exceptional appearance makes him a match for my dress.

"Quite a splendid result."

"I am honored by your praise."

I don't feel particularly praised, so my response is half-hearted.

"I did praise you, you know?"

"Thank you."

Why does the feeling of being praised by someone as handsome as my husband get overshadowed by the feeling of being annoyed?

It must be due to his usual behavior.

I place my gloved hand on the one he extends. He then intertwines his arm with mine, and we leave the room.

A carriage is already waiting at the front door of the villa, and Lagnath is standing in front of it, ready as always.

"Lady Reisha, please try your best today, using what you've learned over the past two days."

"Ah, yeah. I'll do my best."

I don't want to try hard for my husband, but I'll do it for myself.

"Oh, right, here."

My husband opens the small box he's holding and shows it to me.

I can't help but exclaim in amazement at the exquisite items inside.

"Oh!"

The brilliance is top-notch.

It sparkles brilliantly in the light.

The design is a bit old-fashioned, but it's undoubtedly a set of heirloom jewelry passed down through the family.

A large, deep red ruby necklace and delicate earrings, both featuring the same gemstones.

Everyone would be captivated by their brilliance.

"This is the heirloom passed down through the generations of the Lindbergh family's official wives. Since it's a special occasion, you should wear it—... Ah, no, I'll put it on for you."

"No, I can do it myself—"

Before I can finish, my husband quickly moves behind me and puts on the jewelry.

I tense up, feeling his presence behind me and his fingers around my neck. Even trying to put in the earrings myself, he quickly touches my ears.

The ticklish and embarrassing sensation makes my cheeks flush naturally.

"Done."

"Ah, thank you..."

I can't look at my husband straight and naturally look down.

He lifts my face and gazes down at me, examining me carefully.

"It suits you."

"R-Really?"

That's all I can say.

For some reason, I feel embarrassed and close my eyes tightly, unable to look at him.

What is this, the air is so sweet!

Stop! Someone, stop this!

This atmosphere is incredibly uncomfortable!

And I can feel everyone's gaze!

Stop, don't look at me!!

I open my eyes in surprise at the gentle touch on my cheek, only to meet his eyes, which have a look I've never seen before.

"Reisha..."

"Ah, um..."

It's different from before.

Not the same playful attitude.

I can't look away, and my body feels paralyzed. My eyes start to water, and I try to turn my face away, but he doesn't allow it. He holds my face and slowly leans in.

"Ah..."

Just as I think he's about to kiss me—

"Cough!"

A deliberate cough makes my husband stop and glance sideways.

He doesn't hide his annoyance at being interrupted, but I'm genuinely relieved.

Only one person can do this.

"Sir, we've passed the departure time. Please save such matters for when you're alone."

Lagnath! As expected of my former butler! But the extra comment about being alone wasn't necessary.

My husband, distracted by Lagnath's interruption, releases me.

"Fine, we'll do it when we have some privacy."

When I look at him in shock, he has a look of someone planning something enjoyable.

No, I don't want that even when we're alone.

We're a political marriage, and we don't have a romantic relationship, right!?

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