I Became the Youngest Sister-in-law of the Ruined Reverse Harem’s Male Leads - Chapter 192

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On weekend morning, Andrea’s house was bustling with chaotic activity.

Thanks to Francois bringing Elisa over, all the family members had gathered together.

“How fascinating. Francois, that guy looks so much like him, but Elisa is as cute as our Lilliana was when she was little.”

“I was quite cute when I was little too.”

“Brother. Elisa is much cuter.”

Though Francois and Emilia protested simultaneously, it didn’t work at all.

“No baby can beat our Lilliana.”

Meanwhile, Leopold, who had been playing peek-a-boo with Elisa, clutched his chest upon seeing his giggling grandniece.

“Regina. How wonderful it would be to have a daughter who resembles you.”

“What if we have a son born with lips of disaster like Filippo or the power to break everything like Yosiyas?”

“That would be…”

No matter how physically strong the Knight Captain was, handling twin sons was difficult.

He had just raised them to a somewhat reasonable age, but if he had to repeat child-rearing again…

Leopold drooped his head dejectedly.

He had no confidence in handling three sons.

“That’s right. Lilliana and Elisa are no different from our own daughters.”

“Honey. I’ve decided to place all my hopes on my granddaughter.”

Regina confessed bitterly.

Francois, who had been listening nearby, smiled proudly.

He was the only son-in-law in the Berchio family to have a daughter.

Actually, he hadn’t planned to have children at first.

Having been tormented by Lazarus his entire life, he loved the complete freedom he gained after Lazarus’s disappearance.

And he was incredibly happy to be able to spend time solely with Emilia.

Since the marriage contract had already been signed with dried ink, they held a simple wedding ceremony with only family and friends.

For reference, Emilia wore an empire silhouette wedding dress that day.

After the wedding, they were busy enjoying their honeymoon.

Then one day, Elisa came to them like a gift.

“Are you going to have it?”

At Francois’s question, Emilia glared at him as if she might slap his cheek right then and there.

“Even if it’s an unplanned child, asking if I’ll have it? Were you always such an irresponsible man?”

He meant that since childbirth was entirely Emilia’s burden to bear, he would respect her opinion.

However, in his panic, he overlooked one fact.

Namely, that Emilia was a Holy Maiden.

Francois could only be forgiven after thorough reflection and endless apologies.

“Sister. Don’t you have any thoughts of remarrying His Majesty?”

“I might when I retire, but I don’t want to return to the palace.”

“Actually, Marius asks me at least once a month to speak well of him to my sister-in-law.”

Edith, who had returned to Trobancha after Lazarus’s disappearance, kept her promise a year later.

She was dispatched to the Empire for military cooperation.

Naturally, her son Edgar came with her.

Marius, reunited with his son, poured out all the longing and affection he had accumulated.

When Edgar lived going back and forth between Edith’s residence and the Imperial Palace, he even built a dedicated road, and whenever Edgar was sick, he would wake up at dawn and run to the residence, bewildering the palace courtiers.

Perhaps because he received such deep love that could be called not just son-foolish but son-idiotic.

Edgar would whine once a day that he missed his daddy.

“That person is really quite greedy.”

“You’re greedy about work too. The couple is exactly the same.”

“Brother, why don’t you have some ambition. Are you really satisfied just lecturing at university? Have some ambition. You weren’t this kind of person.”

Lilliana, who graduated from art school, finally started the independent living she had so longed for.

Though she was Antonio’s neighbor, she had achieved her goal nonetheless.

The problem was Andrea.

When Lilliana, whom he had raised like a daughter his whole life, became completely independent, Andrea suffered from empty nest syndrome.

Unable to bear watching this, Francois recommended that Andrea work as a political science lecturer at university.

“I don’t want to return to politics. It’s too fierce there. And aside from health, I like my current modest lifestyle.”

“People can really change this much.”

“It must be because he painfully realized how precious family is.”

Just as Andrea shrugged his shoulders, Elisa burst into tears.

While Francois brought a diaper, he skillfully drew Elisa’s attention.

“Oh right. Does everyone know? Leo said Edgar bought a house. I think he’s considering proposing.”

Leopold and Francois secretly exchanged glances.

Especially Francois, who had heard news about Edgar from Antonio, coughed quietly.

‘It’ll work out well.’

Francois had been in an even worse situation, and wasn’t he living happily with Emilia now?

“Brother. What do you think of our Edgar?”

Regina cautiously tested Andrea’s reaction.

Having watched from the sidelines for years, Regina was more affectionate toward Edgar than other family members.

“If it’s Edgar, I approve.”

When Andrea readily agreed, Francois thought he should write a letter to Marius.

The content would be something like ‘I never thought the day would come when I’d envy Edgar at this age.’

‘Though his sins were great…’

While cold winds blew fiercely for them, Edgar could make such a warm smile just by being thought of.

Since he couldn’t honestly express his hurt feelings, he wanted to complain at least to the only person who could fully understand him.

Was this the difference between a son-in-law and a brother-in-law?

Of course, Lilliana was Andrea’s younger sister, but she was practically no different from a daughter.

“He’s neat, has a solid sense of economics, and only looks at our Lily, so there’s no one better.”

“Coming to Trobancha looking only at love from the beginning shows he’s no ordinary person.”

When Edith joined in, Francois, who had also come to Trobancha looking only at love, felt doubly hurt.

There was someone here too who passionately loved his woman.

It would be fine if they didn’t acknowledge it, but… it would be nice if they did.

‘I should be grateful just for being accepted as family, but…’

Now that they were one family, it was natural for him to desire more than just recognition from Andrea – actual affection.

“Still, I think our youngest aunt is more precious.”

Filippo, who had been listening quietly, also chimed in.

“Oh my. What’s wrong with Edgar?”

When Regina responded with a hurt tone, Filippo explained.

“Anyone who’s seen youngest aunt’s performance would think that way.”

“Brother. Uncle Edgar isn’t even a knight but he’s better with a sword than most knights. Uncle is better.”

“He doesn’t even go to war, so how important is that? You saw it last week too. When youngest aunt appeared at the party, everyone only looked at youngest aunt.”

“Uncle Antonio is the same way though.”

Andrea, who had been proudly straightening his shoulders with each of Filippo’s words, pretended to stop the twins as an adult.

“Between people in love, there’s no such thing as more precious or better.”

Considering the harsh words he had always directed at Marius, this was nonsensical.

Edith and Emilia let out quiet laughs, finding it absurd.

They had witnessed Andrea’s discrimination against Leopold, Marius, and Francois right beside them.

It was around that time that Antonio came to visit.

“Hyung! Andrea hyung! You’re inside, right?”

Antonio, who opened the door and entered as if it were his own house, gave a casual greeting to the adults gathered in one place before getting straight to the point.

“Hyung. Lend me the boat. You know, that yacht you bought two years ago.”

“Why all of a sudden?”

“Going fishing with friends.”

Fishing my ass. He was planning to go to the island to catch Lilliana.

But he couldn’t say that directly.

“I’ll catch lots of healthy fish and give them all to you, hyung.”

“I’m healthy now.”

“Hey, you need to get even healthier so you can see Lilliana have grandchildren.”

“She’s my sister!”

“If she’s like a daughter-sister, then she’s a daughter. If you lend me the yacht, I’ll even donate my talents to the educational foundation you made.”

Even at this very moment, Edgar’s insides were burning black with anxiety.

At this rate, Edgar might wither away and die before Lilliana even returned.

After barely getting permission to use the yacht, Antonio immediately headed to Aranos Island with Edgar.

“When you were young, you used to get angry at her and throw tantrums. But why are you like this now? How did you become such an idiot?”

“I don’t know either, so don’t ask.”

“Well, I guess. The one who likes more has no choice but to lose and give in. From what I can see, you’re screwed for life.”

There was no one under the sky who knew better than Edgar himself that he was completely screwed.

“What do you think will happen if it gets out that the Emperor’s cousin brother secretly infiltrated someone else’s wedding party to cling to his girlfriend?”

“I’ll be the one bringing shame to the Empire.”

“That sounds fun too.”

“Should I teach you what’s really fun?”

When Antonio felt an aura emanating from Edgar’s hands as he grinned wickedly, Antonio shut his mouth.

‘He’s in an extremely sensitive state. Better be careful.’

Since they would definitely fight like dogs if he touched the wrong nerve, Antonio resolved to stop teasing him.

The wedding venue was in the middle of a reception party.

The scale was so grand that with a bit more exaggeration, you could insist it was the Emperor’s wedding.

“Where is Liliana?”

Usually at parties, if you went to where the most people were gathered, Lilliana would be there.

But Lilliana was nowhere to be seen.

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