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I THOUGHT IT WAS A COMMON POSSESSION

As if it wasn’t enough to be hit on the head by my co-workers and boyfriend, I died at the hands of my gambling-addict older brother. Without even regretting my unfortunate death, I realized that I had possessed a supporting role in a romantic fantasy novel, which I just read yesterday. To be precise, a villainess destined to die at the hands of her husband. I know it’s cliché! ‘Possessed a villainess in a romantic fantasy novel! So this is what it feels like?’ I thought it was pretty good for the price of my unfair death. Until I realize that no matter what I do, I can’t deviate from the flow of the original. For the female lead Rizé, it’s a delightful cider series, but it’s nothing more of a bloody story for Edith, the villainess I possessed. I am the protagonist in my life. If I’m going to die according to the original story, I should at least kiss my super handsome husband! In the original story, Edith is greatly despised by her husband, but who cares, I’m going to die anyway. However… “You pretended not to be, but now you’re so hot to play with. Well, that’s good.” “Yes…?” “Satisfy me like Rigelhof’s serpent. Well, who knows? I might be interested in that body of yours.” …why is the original story starting to change now? ***** P/s: The cover are not mine. It’s from original author. Don’t use it without permission.

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CHAPTER 77

"It looks like Cliff's was planning on something, huh?"

Anna laughed a little at my words, then asked.

"Doesn't the young lady already prepare a dress for the festival ball?"

"Oh, I'm going to wear what I have."

Edith used to be famous for never wearing a dress she wore once, but I can't afford that luxury. Besides, the dress in my closet right now was only worn by Edith in the past, but the current Edith that Choi Soo-na possessed has never worn it.

'There are a lot of dresses I haven't tried on yet.'

I was debating whether or not to choose one that would be inconspicuous. But maybe I was the only one who had such useless thoughts, Killian came right after lunchtime.

"Let go, come out with me."

"Yes? Where?"

"Clothing shop."

"Are you going to buy clothes for the festival?"

I was excited to see if I could watch Killian tailoring his clothes, but he answered while slightly avoiding my gaze.

"While I'm fitting my clothes, i'll like fit yours clothes too."

"I can wear whatever I have."

"This is the first event we've gone out together since we became a couple. In order to put an end to the rumors of our discord, I hope we can go out in matching clothes."

Speaking of discord, it seems like I've become a celebrity. Honestly, I wonder what's important about it, but seeing the nobles here die and live in reputation, I thought, well, it wouldn't hurt to follow Killian's opinion.

"Alright. Let's go. But can we go without making a reservation?"

"That's we just use the power of a Duke."

"Ah, yes, I suppose so."

Killian and I exchanged light jokes and prepared for a brief outing. When I came out of the room, there was an air of fuss around Lizzy's room.

'You suddenly asked me to go to the clothing store. . . . . I guess it's still painful to see Lizzy and Cliff doing that together?'

Killian seemed to be fine with it, but I felt a little sorry for him. Of course, I love him, and his attitude toward me has become quite positive lately, but it won't be easy to forget his old crush right away. So, i decided to be the California Sunshine version of Edith to cheer him up. So, Killian's mood may be more subdued.

"Where are we going? To the Ruyal clothing store?"

"Madame's Ruyal skills are impeccable, but we go to somewhere else today."

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it."

As the carriage carrying us left the duke's residence, I wiggled my hands and slipped close to Killian's side. A glance as if asking what i were doing immediately flew, but California Sunshine didn't get discouraged by this.

"Because it's cold. Can't I?"

". . . . Why not? There's nothing you can't do."

Originally, when people are cold, they feel lonely and lonely more. I stuck to Killian's body, following my original line to comfort him. For some reason, it seemed like an act to satisfy selfishness, but my intention was pure. really! Fortunately, my sincerity seemed to be work, Killian didn't push me away and stayed still. Then he quietly opened his mouth.

"If you go to the founding festival this time. . . . you may feel a bit offended."

"Why?"

"There are some rumors about you. . . . . it's getting worse."

"When was it good, what."

I said something that was obvious to me, and Killian laughed.

"You knew that, didn't you?"

"Unfortunately, I'm deaf."

Killian chuckled a bit more, then calmed down and spoke again

"Now that you mention it, I used to think you were extravagant, vain, unruly, jealous, and. . . . ."

"Yeah, yeah, enough about the old days."

"Hmmm! let's do that. If that was the case anyway, now there's some bad rumors in a different direction."

"What did they say?"

"They said the relationship between you and me are so bad that became worse and that you're being mean to Lizzy because you're jealous of her . . . . . "

"Wow."

It's exactly the same as the original. Even though I thought I had overcome the flow of the original work, the outside of the Duke of Ludwig was still flowing as the original.

"It's my fault."

"Yes?"

"I rarely talked about you outside, and I went out with Lizzy quite often after we married, so maybe the rumor itself was caused by me. I'm sorry."

I didn't expect to hear such an apology from Killian, but it was unexpected.

"That kind of rumor will soon disappear. It's not true, right?"

". . . . . It will be."

The way Killian looks at me is pretty sweet.

"Sure. We're on our way to get our annual clothes together."

I was smiling as if I were a bright character without any countermeasures. It really made me feel better as if everything would be all right. Some research shows that even if you laugh forcibly, you feel better, but it seems to be true. Seeing Killian raise the corners of his mouth while looking at me, I don't think the California Sunshine operation was bad. The carriage reached in front of a magnificent building. On the wall of the building, there was a small signboard written <Moffett Dahlia>.

"I was introduced to this place by someone I know, and I thought this place would suit you better than the Ruyal dressing shop."

"Really?"

Curious, I stepped inside the costume room, and it was even more luxurious than the looked from the outside. The dress samples lined around her were far more glamorous than I'd seen in the design book of Ruyal shop.

"This style. . . . . didn't you like it?"

"I think I'm fine with it as long as it suits you. . . . But it shouldn't be too revealing."

While we were talking about that, a male designer, the owner of the dress shop, approached us.

"Oh my, oh my, oh my! look who it is! I am so honored that you came to my shabby shop!"

The man, who appeared looked to be in his 30s, had a slim figure like the shop designer, and he was dressed nicely. But I thought he was a bit high-tension. He brought out various dress samples and design books, and the staff also brought out fabric and subsidiary materials called new products. There was no fuss like this.

"Killian. Are you okay?"

I asked him quietly in his ear, fearing that he would feel down again. Killian's shoulders twitched slightly as if tickled by my wind, and he coughed a few times.

"Still, it's a pretty reputable clothing store. I think. . . . . something like this would suit you. . . . ."

Killian pointed out one of the design books he was looking through it slowly. I thought he was just pretending to see.

"What an excellent choice! That's the design that I was thinking about recommending it to your wife. If you want a more daring style than this, this is fine, and vice versa."

Mr. Moffet Dahlia, the owner of the clothing store, said excitedly. The last name "Dahlia" was obviously a pseudonym, but I thought I knew what he was aiming for. It's never as pure and simple as a violet. Anyway, he fluttered through the design book and showed it to me, and I decided to try on the dress recommended by Killian and him. However, when I wore the dress that Killian chose, I realized once again that he had a good eye.

"You have good eyes."

The dress he picked out was an off-shoulder dress that looked gorgeous. It was a combination of yellow and gold, which looked splendid but did not look vulgar because the decorations were unified into gold. In addition, it looked good on my spring warm tone, skin color, and reddish brown hair.

"I wonder if it's okay for Killian to see?"

I stepped back in front of Killian, a little embarrassed.

"Uh, what do you think? does that look good on me?"

Killian's gaze flew straight to me and locked onto me. But for some reason, I'm feel so embarrassed. I couldn't look him straight on the eyes, so i looked down at the hem of my skirt for no reason or turned my eyes around. But for a while, he didn't say anything.

'It's weird. . . . ?'

It's because the dress looked too much on me? That why you have to think about it for a while. So that you can think of words to say without hurting my feelings, right? But after a while, Killian spat out just one word.

"That's all right."

I wasn't sure if it was really okay or not, so I looked up and made eye contact with Killian.

'Uh. . . . ?'

Killian was smiling. It was a smile that my heart was about to drop. The smile that only Lizzy, who was blessed to be the main character, could see it. The heat suddenly rose to the nape of my neck.

"This dress has finally found its owner! I'm not bragging, but there were a lot of people who wanted this dress. But I don't think any of them fit perfectly, so I respectfully suggested a different design. To be honest, it felt like everyone was buried in the dress. However, your wife is portraying the splendor of this dress in an elegant and dignified way. . . . . "

The praise of the owner of the clothing store continued for a long time, but such words did not come into my ears. Because I was making long eye contact with Killian.

'We've been married for almost ten months. why is my heart racing like this. . . . . '

At this rate, I thought my face would ripen red.

"Then. . . . . I'm done with this, now will you take care of my husband's clothes?"

In response to what I said, the clothing store owner gave me a happy smile as he held his hang tight and twisted body. This clothing store, the clothes are fine, but I don't think I'll be able to come often because the shop owner is a bit burdensome.