I Became the Youngest Sister-in-law of the Ruined Reverse Harem’s Male Leads - Chapter 205

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Slam.

The door opened vigorously and blonde hair flew up, pouncing on Edgar’s back.

“Daddy! Happy birthdaaay!”

Chubby arms wrapped tightly around his neck from behind, almost choking him.

“Happy! Birthday! Hap! Py! Birth! Day!”

“Yeah. Thank you.”

“Daddy. Isabel says happy birthday! Isabel is saying happy birthday, you know?”

“Thank you, my princess is the best.”

“Nooo. If I say happy birthday, daddy should also go ‘thank youuuu!’ Just ‘thank you’ won’t do!”

Lilliana said she was already tired and slipped into the blankets.

Six-year-old Isabel was exactly like Lilliana at that age.

The chirping voice and energetic personality, cheeks that turned rosy when she smiled, eyes that folded into half-moons, small stature, and all.

The only parts she inherited from Edgar were her blonde hair and green eyes.

“Thank youuuu…”

At the somewhat lackluster response, the blanket where Lilliana was hiding rustled.

Isabel expressed her dissatisfaction while touching Edgar’s cheek from behind.

“Sigh. It’s a boring thank you, but daddy isn’t mommy so it can’t be helped, Isabel will understand. But you know what. Daddy, daddy, daddyyy.”

“Mmm. What is it?”

“Let’s hurry and eat breakfast. Today is daddy’s birthday so after breakfast I’m eating three chocolates, okay? Got it?”

“It’s daddy’s birthday, so why would Isabel eat chocolate?”

“Oh, come on. Daddy doesn’t like sweet things. So I’m eating them for you.”

“It’s not that Isabel wants to eat chocolate?”

“Not exactly. But if you give them to me, I’ll eat them deliciously. Ehehe.”

Even though no one taught her, it was exactly like Lilliana’s speech habits when she was six.

Marius, who raised Lilliana during that time, would cover his mouth in surprise whenever he saw Isabel.

And he would tease her mercilessly, just like he did with Lilliana.

“Isabel is a little kid.”

“I’m not a little kid!”

“Then you’re a chestnut?”

Perhaps because he teased her so mischievously, Isabel fought back in her own way.

“Big uncle-in-law is worse than little uncle-in-law! He’s not handsome!”

“That can’t be! Big uncle-in-law is more handsome than little uncle-in-law. Look again carefully.”

“Hmph! Little uncle-in-law is the best!”

Those words hurt two uncles-in-law.

Marius, who had been trying to tease her across two generations, and Francois, who had been caring for her like a second father from the neighboring house.

“Isabel. What about youngest uncle-in-law? Last time you said youngest uncle-in-law was the best.”

When Francois expressed his hurt feelings, Isabel’s heart softened and she whispered in his ear.

“Youngest uncle-in-law is my mega best friend.”

Francois smiled triumphantly while Leopold was greatly disappointed.

He had failed at becoming a mega best friend across two generations.

Isabel, who sat at the dining table first, swung her legs while watching Edgar’s back as he cooked.

“Daddy. It’s nice because it’s Sunday. Right?”

“Didn’t you say you hated Sundays because you couldn’t see your friends from kindergarten?”

“That’s a little sad. But I can still play with Elisa on Sundays. Plus, I can be with mommy and daddy all day long!”

Edgar, who was making scrambled eggs with tomatoes, smiled happily.

Luca often sent letters asking if it wasn’t hard becoming a father at such a young age.

Unlike when Leopold got married, 23 years old when he got married was an age to play and work hard, not a time to start a family.

But Edgar had suffered from fantasies and thirst for family throughout his upbringing, and had been devoted to Lilliana for almost his entire life.

So after the wedding ceremony, he became so stable that everyone who saw him would comment that he looked happy.

‘When Isabel was just born, it was a little difficult though.’

Taking care of a newborn was very hard work.

But thanks to his family’s help, he seemed to have gotten through it smoothly.

In fact, Edgar was happy even during the times when he dozed off while patting his sleepless daughter’s back to put her to sleep.

Because as difficult as it was, he felt like he was giving Isabel the best love he could offer at every moment.

“Daddy. When will mommy wake up?”

“She keeps feeling sleepy because of the baby.”

“When will the baby be born?”

“Just sleep for a hundred nights. Isabel, do you want a little sister or a little brother?”

“I don’t know. I like both!”

Isabel smiled brightly while eating the scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

She definitely looked exactly like Lilliana, but when she smiled like that, Edgar’s face could be seen a little too.

“Daddy, daddy! Today tie my hair in one ponytail.”

“Rolled up round?”

“Yeah. And after I finish eating, can I go to youngest aunt’s house? I promised to plant sunflower seeds with Elisa.”

“If you promise not to climb trees and scare the adults again.”

If you resemble someone in appearance, do you also resemble them in words and actions?

Like Lilliana, who made adults faint during her childhood, Isabel also caused all sorts of trouble the moment you took your eyes off her.

A few days ago, she was running around the living room playing with marbles and broke a window.

“Sigh. That was because a baby kitten couldn’t come down and I went up!”

“Even if there’s a kitten up there, you can’t do it. If you had fallen and gotten hurt, mommy would have cried.”

“Mmm. That’s true… I know. I won’t do it. Promise!”

She hooked her finger with his tiny finger.

Is this how his older brothers felt when they looked at Lilliana back then?

She looked so small and fragile, as if she might break at the slightest wrong touch.

He was so worried she might shatter if he applied any force that even hooking his finger was done with utmost care.

“It’s a promise.”

“Mm-hmm. But Daddy, when does summer come? I hope summer comes quickly. I want to see Filippo and Yosiyas and Edgar oppa.”

“You just have to wait a hundred more nights for that too.”

Edgar listened to Isabel’s chattering while smoothing her hair from behind.

Once you become a daughter’s father, doing a bun is as easy as drinking soup while lying down.

He carefully straightened her curly hair like Lilliana’s, smoothed it out thoroughly, then swirled it up.

Then he showed her the mirror and asked.

“How is it?”

“I love it!”

Today he passed with flying colors again.

Feeling secretly proud, Edgar sat down next to Isabel with a faint smile tugging at his lips.

While Isabel ate, he wrote in the notebook on the table, and she sneakily read along from beside him.

“Dear… you gave Cookie as a pre, pres… presen…”

“Present.”

“Present! Ugh, I don’t know! Daddy, are you writing another letter to Mommy? You wrote one yesterday too.”

“Daddy writes one every single day because he loves Mommy.”

“Every day? Why? Does writing letters make you feel good?”

“Receiving letters makes you happy.”

After reuniting with Lilliana, he read every single letter he had saved up overnight without missing one.

The overwhelming happiness he felt during that time was an indescribable joy.

After reading all the letters, he didn’t feel the expected anguish.

So Edgar wanted to return that happiness to Lilliana several times over.

Because he had done wrong, and because he loved her, he wanted to make her even happier.

“Then me too! I want to write letters too!”

“Yes. I’ll write them for Isabel too.”

Isabel wouldn’t know.

Edgar had been writing his own private letters every day since Isabel was born, calling them parenting diaries.

So that even if something happened to him, Isabel could feel her father’s love.

Of course, such a future would never come to pass.

“I finished eating. Let’s eat chocolate now. Okay?”

The green eyes looking up at daddy sparkled like young Lilliana’s.

Whenever Edgar looked into those eyes, his chest would swell with emotion.

Isabel’s eyes, which resembled his coloring and Lilliana’s features, were surely the fruit of their love.

“Two in the morning, two in the evening. If you eat too much, your teeth will rot.”

“Hmph.”

“…But since it’s Daddy’s birthday, I’ll secretly give you candy without Mommy knowing today. You eat that tomorrow. Got it?”

She looked so much like Lilliana that he ended up granting her every wish, which secretly worried him.

But since Lilliana was a strict mother, it would probably be fine.

Isabel watched Edgar write his letter the entire time she rolled the candy around in her mouth.

“But Daddy, just writing letters every day seems boring.”

“Daddy finds every single day fun though.”

“Why?”

“Because I have your mommy and Isabel.”

Days were no longer tedious. They weren’t boring, depressing, or listless either.

Days weren’t time to endure, but time filled with fulfillment.

Edgar was no longer lonely.

And the birthday he welcomed with his wife and daughter was perfect from the very beginning.

Fin-

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