I Became the Youngest Sister-in-law of the Ruined Reverse Harem’s Male Leads - Chapter 183

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Extra 01. Proposal

“Lilliana….”

When I opened the door, Edgar, drunk, came tumbling into my arms.

I clearly warned him to go straight home after today’s government banquet ended.

‘Whenever he drinks, he comes looking for me.’

He didn’t seem to have drunk much. Just a little, slightly tipsy.

So he didn’t forget my warning.

‘He came to see me using it as an excuse.’

The way he rubbed his face against my nape and acted cute was also deliberate, worried I might get angry.

Such a fox. He seems to be using his clever mind for strange things more and more.

Looking at times like this, he seems to be taking after Antonio. No, is it my youngest brother-in-law?

“I missed you. I wanted to run out so many times.”

Even though we were together until evening yesterday and he only went home just before nightfall.

Already 23 years old. Having graduated school and become adults, we’re having a romance we couldn’t have imagined in childhood.

We both lived independently with our own homes, earned money, and didn’t need to worry about adults’ opinions. And….

“Take your hand out.”

His large hand was groping my waist under my shirt, so I gritted my teeth and warned him.

Sly bastard. When he was young, just holding hands made his face turn bright red and he didn’t know what to do, but now that he’s grown up, he’s become shameless like his older cousin, that is, Marius.

As if you couldn’t tell they were cousins.

Because my voice was stern, Edgar looked at me cautiously and asked carefully.

“Are you angry?”

“Of course I’m angry! Didn’t I tell you not to come when you’re drunk?”

“I missed you so much that I drank two bottles of hangover remedy before the banquet and drank a whole liter of water in front of here.”

He subtly watches my mood, but even that is skillful.

It’s already our 8th year of dating, too long to just be confused and watch for reactions.

“Don’t kick me out.”

Edgar mumbled and pleaded.

He kept rubbing his forehead against my nape, but no matter how much he crumpled his large body to hug me, there was no way he’d fit properly in my arms.

‘He was really cute when he was young.’

Still, if I look closely at his face, traces of the past remain.

At most it’s just subtly sharp eyes, but his behavior is the same.

His sharp eye for finding me instantly no matter how many people there were remained the same, and his jealousy and wariness of other men had gotten worse.

When he was very young, when a boy from the same class kissed both my cheeks as a greeting, he was angry all day, but now instead of getting angry, he subtly inserts himself between me and my theater colleagues when they get close.

It’s ridiculous. They’re my colleagues, so why does he hide me behind him?

“Do you think you’d obediently leave if I kicked you out? You’re not Antonio – you’d say you can’t leave and lie down stubbornly in the living room, or squat in front of the gate waiting until I open the door.”

“That’s… Lily. I’ve never once told you to go home when you came to visit. Rather, I tell you to stay and play more… I’m hurt….”

Ha. Right. Of course Edgar’s claim is correct.

Edgar has never said that to me.

He’d grab my waist and cling to me, telling me not to go….

But I need to speak up properly.

“I say that because staying at your house for too long is tiring!”

Honestly, I can’t handle Edgar’s stamina.

While we’re playing around, somehow we end up… ahem… doing that, and he absolutely won’t give me a break.

When I whine that I’m tired, he cajoles, pleads, and sometimes even acts cute in a way that doesn’t suit him.

In my early twenties when I knew nothing, I’d fall for it completely when I met those clear green eyes, but now it’s different.

Through long experience, I’ve concluded that to survive, it’s important to reduce the time I spend at Edgar’s house.

“We could play in other ways besides that.”

“Right. Going straight to bed as punishment for card games, eating and then digesting in bed….”

Thinking about it suddenly makes me annoyed.

Why is he like this? He was fine when he was young, so how did he become such a pervert?

Are all men like this? I don’t really know since Edgar is the only person I’ve dated.

“Be honest with me. You really came to see me, right?”

“Of course. What else would it be?”

Edgar fiddled with my hair and showered light kisses on my neck and cheeks in succession.

Smack!

I hit his back to tell him to stop, then roughly threw him onto the sofa.

“If you don’t want to be kicked out, don’t touch me. I’m planning to do nothing and rest peacefully at home today.”

“Okay.”

Contrary to my expectation that he’d immediately rebel, he obediently nodded.

Edgar, hugging a sofa cushion, quietly watched me sitting at the dining table reading a script.

He looked exactly like a dog waiting for its owner to look back at it.

But I mustn’t fall for the illusion that he’s like a puppy.

Looking back, Edgar had never not been like a puppy since childhood.

He always looked only at me like that.

“Are you going to do another performance this time?”

“I’m not sure. I think I might need to rest for a while.”

After graduating from art school, I really worked non-stop.

I had to build my career. As much as I wanted to be recognized as an actor by people, I had to properly supplement my lacking skills.

Antonio was a natural genius that even other actors would call exceptional.

On the other hand, I was only slightly better than the talent other actors were born with, so I had to work myself to death.

Thanks to diligent training, I grew faster than expected, but fatigue came just as quickly.

“Then rest.”

“Well.”

“It probably won’t be an issue, but if money is the problem, I can solve that for you. So don’t feel any burden and do whatever you want to do.”

When I turned my head, our eyes met – green eyes mixed with concern and affection.

His eyes, mysteriously relaxed from alcohol, folded softly.

The living room light wasn’t particularly bright, but my smiling boyfriend seemed to shine like sunlight on water.

It might be because of his handsome face, but it’s probably because of his unchanging affection like the sun that rises every day.

It only grows deeper with each passing day, showing no signs of dimming or scattering.

“…You’re seducing me right now, aren’t you?”

“Huh?”

“Because if I don’t work, I’ll have more time to play with you.”

“How did you know?”

Edgar’s honest and straightforward smile made me burst into laughter too.

In that moment, Edgar had moved next to me. I have no idea when he moved.

“Just play with me for one year. I’ll apply for leave too.”

“What would we do together? And absolutely nothing on the bed.”

“Let’s travel together. In spring we’ll go flower viewing, in summer we’ll swim at the beach, in fall we’ll see autumn leaves, and in winter I’ll drink coffee and you’ll drink cocoa at my house. Oh, if you want to see snow, we could briefly go to the Empire then.”

Just imagining the four seasons together makes him so happy that Edgar hums with a dreamy expression.

Other people should know that Edgar can make expressions like this.

People only think Edgar is calm and rational; they can’t even imagine him like this now.

I’m glad that only I know Edgar’s loveliness, but sometimes it’s sad that only I know.

“Lilliana?”

I cupped his cheeks with both hands and pulled his face toward me.

Edgar came obediently, and I showered kisses on my boyfriend’s nose and lips just like Edgar had done earlier.

“You said not to touch.”

“That’s just for you.”

“It’s unfair. How come only you get to do that?”

“I’m right here though?”

Hah. As Edgar let out his lament, the corners of my mouth trembled.

“This makes things difficult. So let go of that hand.”

“Is that a warning?”

“What else would it be?”

“You really….”

He slyly avoids my gaze. This time a hollow laugh escapes.

“Don’t misunderstand. It’s because I like you that things keep flowing this way. I don’t like you because I enjoy this series of events.”

I’m seriously ill too. To think that look is cute.

Suddenly, I grabbed his neck and pulled him close, burying my face in his nape just like Edgar had done earlier.

Just like when you see a cute young nephew and want to lovingly nibble on their hands because they’re so adorable, I was just doing this because I liked Edgar, but whatever he was thinking, Edgar slyly lifted me up.

As my feet left the ground, my legs naturally wrapped around Edgar’s waist.

I know what this is.

This flow means I’ll wake up tomorrow afternoon and hit Edgar’s arms like they’re sandbags, complaining that I’m too tired because of him.

“You…!”

As I fumed, Edgar muttered.

“There’s no way that would work… And you started it.”

Before I could even get angry, my lips were devoured and two hands tickled my waist.

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“Ugh.”

Even though I opened my eyes well past noon, I’m so tired.

I shouldn’t have let him into the house at all, but when I hear that voice calling ‘Lilliana―!’ in front of the house, my heart softens and I repeat the same mistake.

Looking at it this way, maybe we’re soulmates since we act exactly the same?

‘Come to think of it….’

Did I take the medicine yesterday?

I was so out of it that I can’t remember.

‘I don’t know about me, but Edgar must have taken it.’

Since it’s enough if just one of us takes the medicine.

Because we had never made a mistake even once for such a long time, I thought carelessly and pushed it to the back of my mind.

“Delicious smell!”

After making me work so hard all night without even giving me a chance to eat a snack in between, I was terribly hungry.

He must have some conscience after all. Getting up first to cook.

I quickly threw on clothes and rushed out to the dining hall.

Without realizing that neither of us had taken the medicine.

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