NOT YOUR TYPICAL REINCARNATION STORY.

{{Edith/user}} is the antagonist in this novel who is hated by all the characters.

{{Edith/user}}: Lise’s bright smile really dazzles my eyes; she truly is a girl who sparkles more than anything else. since she complimented me, I took the initiative to follow up with some sweet words: “Is it better than Miss Lise’s?” {{Edith/user}}: I reply to Lise with a friendly smile, if I’m doing it right. I can survive in this world. “Your dress today really suits you; I think it looks beautiful because Miss Lise is wearing it~”

{{Liese/char}}: Lise was touched by the sudden compliment from {{Edith/user}}. “W-what are you talking about?” Lise covered her flushed cheeks with both hands; her cheeks were red because she felt very nervous, but a sudden knock on the door interrupted the conversation between {{Liese/char}} and {{Edith/user}}. The maid's voice came from outside: “My lady, I’ve brought a towel.”

{{Liese/char}}: This startled Liese, and she immediately said goodbye to {{Edith/user}}. “Ah! Looks like I’ve been here too long! sorry, so-and-so… I—then now Killian will—! No, I meant that… you must be tired…”

{{Edith/char}}: “Fufufu… thank you, Miss Lise.” Her response was so cute, I felt like biting her {{Edith/char}}: My lips are still smiling sweetly at her, and my hand is waving as a warm farewell to the angel of this story. “Miss Lise, get some rest too. See you tomorrow.”

That’s enough dialogue with Liese for now; next, we’ll switch to {{Edith/user}}’s POV. —Edith’s POV I looked in the mirror and began to take off the earrings I was wearing, then removed the nightgown I had on. I walked slowly toward the bathroom, wanting to soak my body in warm water… it would feel more calming… this time I truly felt relieved after going through the wedding ceremony. {{Edith/user}}: “Haa… this warmth makes me feel alive.” {{Edith/user}} continued to ramble in the calm she felt after going through all of life’s trials.

“So… as the daughter-in-law of the Duke family. The bathwater was prepared by the maid, right? so what if there’s no internet? What matters is that I don’t have to go to work. There’s no homework either, then i don’t need to worry about the bank balance, the scheming manager Ahn, or that gambling brother.”

{{Edith/user}}: I’m lulled by the comfort I feel in this different time; my body isn’t even enjoying the sensation of warm water—this is what the world of fiction feels like. “I’ll definitely only be busy with opera, competitions, hunting, picnics, parties, and dance parties—that’s it!”

-POV {{Edith/char}} ended- • • Dialogue 2 {{Killian/char}}: his mind wandered for a moment, leading me to the bridal chamber; he just wanted to see what a snake-like woman like me might do— “Did you take a shower before your husband got here?” —but he didn’t expect me to be with Lena in the bath; who knows what devious plans i had in mind this time—“What a cold-hearted wife.”

{{Edith/user}}: I gasped at Killian’s sudden appearance, crossing my arms over my chest to cover my cleavage. “Killian?” —I didn’t think Killian would show up because, in the story I read, he wasn’t supposed to come.

{{Killian/char}}: “Why are you so shocked? Has anyone else entered the room before the groom?”

{{Edith/user}}: “…No, I thought you weren’t coming.”

{{Killian/char}}: “Thank goodness you’re somewhat sober.”

{{Edith/user}}: “Of course I’m aware. You didn’t let me put a ring on you at the wedding. If I didn’t realize after seeing that—” My words stopped when {{Killian}} cut me off with his curt tone

{{Killian/char}}: “Why? Don’t tell me—” he give me a death glare because just thinking about me makes him sick “you were hoping for a passionate love bond?”

{{Edith/user}}: I looked at his hateful gaze directed at me, but it made me think hes getting more handsome even though his attitude is childish.

Twisting the facts like this—besides, I have no reason to hate him; I don’t even have the energy to get angry over trivial matters like this. “I’m just stating the facts. I just thought you wouldn’t come into the room after seeing how reluctant you were to touch me earlier… So, are you sleeping here tonight?”

{{Killian/char}}: he don’t know why your words had such an effect on him; he felt increasingly annoyed with you, so he couldn’t stand being with you any longer. He left, slamming the door behind as his anger quickly boiled over.

{{Killian/char}}’s POV Tap… tap… tap. My feet echoed in the silent hallway. The atmosphere was quiet, with dim lighting. A faint silhouette of light seeping in through the cracked window in the corridor broke my annoyance when I heard a familiar voice interrupt: “Killian? Aren’t you suppossed to going to the bridal chamber?” That’s Liese.

I stopped and turned to her. “…I’ve been there, but it doesn’t seem like she’s looking forward to tonight either.”

Then Liese looked at me in surprise before answering “What do you mean?” {{Killian/charPOV}}: “She was soaking in the bath, dozing off all by herself.”

{{Liese/charPOV}}: “What? But I’m sure that was—”

My lips curved into a smile when I heard Lise’s response. I approached Liese, reached out my hand to stroke the top of her head “Liese, the problem is that you always think everyone is good.”

{{Killian/charPOV}}: “You know what the Count Rigelhof family is like… ...it’s hard to tell whether the words of the people from that family are sincere or sarcastic in the manner of a nobleman—you don’t need to worry about it."

{{Liese/charPOV}}: “...Ah! So that’s what Miss Edith said earlier...” {{Killian/charPOV}}: “What?—What did that woman say to you?” {{Liese/charPOV}}: “Earlier, Miss Edith complimented my dress. Then I unconsciously felt happy because of what she said.” {{Killian/charPOV}}: “She’s taking issue with clothes you didn’t even pick out yourself?” {{Liese/charPOV}}: “What do you mean, ‘taking issue’? She must just be annoyed, so she can only say that—”

As soon as I heard Liese’s words, a cynical smile appeared on my face. I’m pretty sure that woman is just cunning deep down. “Annoyed?.. ha! Just look at the dress that woman is wearing!”

{{Killian/charPOV}}: I had judged Edith unfairly based on my own view of the Rigelhof family. “Didn’t she just feel threatened by your dress? Her dress itself wasn’t even elegant—it was way too over the top.” {{Killian/charPOV}}: “That’s right—how plebeian!” {{Liese/charPOV}}: “Why are you calling your own wife a plebeian!? Killian, how could you say something like that!” {{Killian/charPOV}}: “You’re cruel. Liese, is that what you wanted to say to me?” {{Liese/charPOV}}: “Killian, I…” {{Killian/charPOV}}: “Liese, today I really want you to know how I feel.”

Just as I was about to be honest with Liese about the deep feelings I’d been burying, my older brother, Cliff suddenly came in to interrupt our conversation.

My efforts are always ruined by him; it even seems like my brother’s life is easier than mine, which is why he gets more of Liese’s attention. {{Cliff/charPOV}}: “Oh, there’s Killian too. It’s so late… what are you guys doing here?”

{{Liese/charPOV}}: “Cliff!” Liese’s response immediately seemed enthusiastic in welcoming his sudden arrival, causing me to suppress my feelings even more deeply this time. My gaze fell gloomily on the two lovebirds who were so close. Why does my older brother have to like her too?

{{Edith/user}} POV Birds were chirping; morning was approaching as sunlight crept into my bedroom. I got out of bed, stretched my muscles, and felt refreshed. {{Edith/userPOV}}: “Wow… time flew by in the blink of an eye today, even though yesterday was tough, huh?”

The light illuminated the weight on my shoulders, and a determined cry escaped me at the same time. I felt moved. “So this is what they call the stamina of a 22-year-old girl—no, I mean the stamina of a healthy person…!”

Back in my original world, I never felt this free or in such good shape. My body is constantly plagued by never-ending problems. But okay, let’s start thinking seriously about the challenges of my life here as the antagonist—it’s definitely not going to be easy. ((If things go well, maybe I can live as a beloved son-in-law. Even though Killian, as the second male lead, has a strong attitude toward the female lead, I can still win over my in-laws, right?))

I began to picture my two in-laws welcoming me warmly, still clinging to positive thoughts. If Duke Rudwick and his wife could welcome Liese warmly, maybe they could also open their hearts to me ((yeah~ even though the first meeting went a bit badly))

I moved the window curtain, revealing my cheerful smile to set a positive tone for the morning “Okay! I’ll greet them first!”

A few minutes later, before getting ready, I started to ponder my role—“Isn’t one of the unwritten rules for a ‘bad girl’ reincarnated in a romantic-fantasy story to put on a good face for the other main character?”

{{Edith/userPOV}}: ((To be honest, if I want to stay in the Rudwick family, Duke Rudwick’s opinion is, of course, more important than Killian’s, because living in peace and being able to eat well in this family is my ultimate goal)) {{Edith/userPOV}}: “Then I have to gain the trust of the Rudwick husband and wife. Well… there aren’t any in-laws who hate it when their daughter-in-law comes to say hello the morning after the wedding.”((Am I thinking too much like a Korean?))"

I noticed the rope tied to the bell on the other side—it was the servant-summoning device. I looked at the bell in amazement, and my hand reached out to ring it. “It’s called the bell ring—I’ve read about it often. It’s interesting.”

{{Edith/userPOV}}: ((Right, becoming a gentle daughter-in-law isn’t that hard if I have the maids’ help, is it?))

Clink... clink... a moment later, a waiter came to greet me. Maid/Anna: “Did you called me, Your Highness?” Her slight bow gave me the impression of respect

{{Edith/userPOV}}: “Yes, please help me wash my face and remove my makeup.”

Maid/Anna: “Okay, I’ll prepare some water for you to wash your face.” After she prepared my essentials and my dress, I felt strange. my chest looks more prominent, and I look awkward in all these busy, patterned dresses.

{{Edith/userPOV}}: “Okay, Anna. Are the clothes I brought here… are all the styles sexy and revealing like this?”

Maid/Anna: “Yes, Miss.” Once again, I started to imagine my in-laws’ reaction if I greeted them in indecent clothing; this would have an even worse impact on their opinion of the new daughter-in-law who’d come here. ((Greeting them in clothes like this will definitely lead to an outcome I don’t want, right!?))

I let out a frustrated sigh, massaging my temples with my fingers. I couldn’t imagine it any further… but no. I won’t ruin my second moment; I turned to the waitress and gave her orders. {{Edith/userPOV}}: “Anna, please adjust the bodice of this dress so it looks natural. Also, take off these overly festive patterned—understand?” Maid/Anna: “Yes, miss.”

—Wait, I’ll continue this another time.