I’ll Become the Heroine’s Capable Divorce Partner - Chapter 7

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Chapter 7

Just then, murmurs of confusion began to rise among the guests.

Elodie cast a fleeting glance at Isabel, who stood among the people.

Isabel was staring at Elodie with complex eyes, her lips pressed firmly together.

‘Ha, she really is the female protagonist after all.’

Elodie wickedly smiled inwardly as she glanced sideways at Isabel’s fresh appearance.

The deep green dress, reminiscent of lush foliage, suited Isabel very well.

Moreover, the accessories she wore harmonized beautifully with the dress.

She had a basic sense of fashion, one could say.

‘Come to think of it, Isabel has quite a talent for Fashion Design, doesn’t she?’

Elodie suddenly recalled the contents of the original work.

The original was definitely a satisfying revenge story where the female protagonist dominated from beginning to end.

After various hardships, Isabel finally succeeded in getting divorced.

She opened a dress shop and hit it big, if I remember correctly…

‘Wait, a dress shop?’

Elodie carefully stored away the thought that flashed through her mind.

For now, she had something to do.

And that was.

“Mother.”

Elodie stopped in front of Marisa, who had turned pale.

She sharply raised her eyes and questioned Marisa again.

“What exactly is going on here?”

“E-Elodie?”

“Why is everyone dressed according to a dress code except for sister-in-law and me?”

At that sharp tone, the guests who had come dressed according to the dress code reflexively stiffened their shoulders.

Elodie’s voice rang out clearly once more.

“Don’t tell me you sent letters to the guests behind sister-in-law’s back? Are you trying to exclude us?”

“Wait a minute, dear. I…”

What on earth was this situation?

Marisa couldn’t hide her bewildered expression.

And for good reason, since this wasn’t the flow Marisa had wanted.

With everyone dressed according to the dress code, only Isabel would stand out in different attire.

Thus making Isabel appear rude and ill-mannered was Marisa’s plan, but…

“Baroness Ruco.”

Just then, Elodie pointed to one of the noble ladies.

It was a noblewoman who had been friendly with Marisa.

“Who informed you about today’s dress code?”

“Pardon? Well, that is…”

Baroness Ruco couldn’t bring herself to answer and glanced sideways at Marisa.

But that action ultimately proved it.

That Marisa was the one who had secretly conveyed the dress code behind the scenes.

“What exactly is the meaning of this?”

“I, I…”

“Sister-in-law is the host of this garden party. To share a dress code without even getting her permission…”

Elodie concluded coldly.

“I’m truly disappointed.”

At those words, Marisa felt cold sweat running down her spine.

How had things turned out this way?

When she came to her senses, wasn’t Marisa the one being portrayed as unreasonable!

Moreover, if she wasn’t careful, Elodie’s reputation would also be tarnished.

‘This won’t do.’

Marisa gulped down dry saliva.

The purpose of this garden party was ‘to find a good marriage prospect for Elodie.’

The current Duke Laventess had great interest in Elodie’s marriage.

More precisely, he hoped to secure a solid advantage through Elodie’s marriage.

Thus he even tolerated all the enormous party expenses that went into it each time.

‘Why did Elodie have to get involved in this matter!’

Objectively speaking, it was merely a matter of not properly preparing one dress.

But depending on interpretation, it could appear that Elodie was being neglected within the household.

No man would want to pay a high price to bring in a daughter unloved even by her own family as his mistress.

It meant Elodie could become cheap goods in the marriage market.

If that happened…

‘David will be furious.’

And all that anger would be directed at Marisa, who had designated the dress code.

If she fell out of the Duke’s favor, everything Marisa had enjoyed until now would disappear like bubbles.

Her glamorous and luxurious life.

The benefits she had subtly provided to her maternal family.

Even the respect she received as the Duchess, all of it.

‘That absolutely cannot happen.’

Marisa gulped down dry saliva.

‘This matter must be resolved as smoothly as possible.’

She had to downplay it as just a minor disturbance at the party so that no problems would arise for Elodie.

Only then could she avoid Duke Laventess’s wrath.

Furthermore, she could safely protect her position as Duchess.

“Please listen to me, won’t you?”

Marisa desperately clung to Elodie.

“This is all a misunderstanding.”

“A misunderstanding?”

“Yes, Isabel has never properly hosted such parties before, you know.”

Marisa gently coaxed Elodie, who wore a prim expression.

“I designated the dress code hoping the guests would interact more comfortably, not with any ill intent.”

“Really?”

“Of course, naturally. I was only acting to help Isabel.”

Marisa scrambled to piece together excuses.

“Of course, I’m truly sorry that you two weren’t contacted in the process. I definitely told Judy to inform you, but it seems to have been missed along the way.”

Suddenly Elodie’s eyes flashed sharply.

Judy.

She had been waiting for that name to come up all this time.

Meanwhile, oblivious Marisa tried her best to somehow ease the frozen atmosphere.

“I should have taken better care of it… I’m truly sorry about this. This mother will severely reprimand Judy. So please calm down.”

Having driven that point home, Marisa quickly looked around at the people nearby.

“Still, isn’t it fortunate that our new daughter-in-law handled it well? The green dress she’s wearing now suits her too. Look, isn’t she so pretty?”

She was trying to somehow soften the sharp atmosphere.

However, people’s expressions became somewhat subtle.

‘Just a moment ago, she seemed to be constantly badmouthing the Duchess.’

‘She’s flipping her words like turning over her palm?’

Watching that ridiculous sight, Elodie pushed up the corner of her lips at an angle.

‘How hard she’s trying.’

Still, well, hadn’t she managed to draw praise for Isabel from Marisa for once?

It would be good to take this opportunity to show people Marisa respecting Isabel in public.

With that judgment, Elodie smiled with her eyes and subtly encouraged Marisa.

“Ah, you think so too, Mother? Sister-in-law really has a sense for fashion.”

“Y-yes.”

Marisa’s lips trembled as she forced herself to maintain a smile.

Meanwhile, Isabel looked at Marisa with a dazed expression as she floundered.

All of this was a first for her.

Since entering the Laventess Ducal House, successfully hosting a party under Isabel’s own direction.

Even receiving praise from Marisa.

‘It really… went exactly as the young lady said it would.’

This was the first time she’d ever seen Marisa floundering like that.

‘This is all thanks to the young lady.’

Isabel quietly clenched the hem of her dress.

Elodie, wearing a confident smile, felt incredibly reassuring.

‘If it weren’t for the young lady, I would have surely just been humiliated and that would have been the end of it.’

Though she knew well that she shouldn’t feel this way, honestly it was as refreshing as drinking carbonated water with ice.

At the same time, Isabel’s expression clouded over like a sky filled with dark clouds.

‘…And yet I was the one being needlessly hostile.’

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