Newlywed Life Begins with a Mistake - Chapter 52

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Chapter 52

 

“Why?”

 

“Well-”

 

“Obviously-”

 

Christina and Casian, who had been speaking to Evelyn, looked at each other with sharp eyes.

 

As a subtle tension passed between the two, Christina was the first to speak, turning her gaze to Evelyn.

 

“You need to go get a dress fitted.”

 

“A dress?”

 

Evelyn was startled by the sudden remark.

 

Gathering her confused thoughts, Evelyn asked back in a calm tone.

 

“The banquet’s interior decorations, the flowers for the reception, the dinner menu… isn’t it something else?”

 

“Those are important too, but your dress is more important.”

 

“But Mother! The banquet is right around the corner, we don’t have time for this!”

 

“Nobles are always obsessed with appearances.”

 

Christina, interrupting Evelyn’s words, sat down beside her and asked a question.

 

“Dear, what do you think is most important at a banquet?”

 

At the sudden question, Evelyn thought for a moment before answering calmly.

 

“First impressions.”

 

“That’s right. The banquet hall’s interior and the servants’ attitudes are important, but the most important thing is the family’s dignity.”

 

The dress Evelyn was wearing also had jewels scattered here and there that couldn’t be bought even with extra money.

 

But that alone wasn’t enough.

 

House of Heteus was a prestigious noble family with a long lineage and represented the South.

 

“I’ve been negligent all this time. Just as knights going to battle wear armor as solid as shields, ladies preparing for banquets should wear dresses that make them shine.”

 

Casian, who had been silent, agreed with Christina’s words.

 

No matter how much Evelyn was being used as bait, she was the symbol of the North and the flower of the Social Circle.

 

Though they had called discreet madams to the Duke’s Mansion to fit clothes, it wasn’t easy to create a dress befitting her status. As a result, they hadn’t been able to make her a proper outfit until now.

 

“How the host appears. According to that, the hierarchy and power dynamics of noble society change.”

 

For the sake of the prestigious family’s honor, the modest clothing she had worn until now had to be abandoned.

 

After Christina conveyed this meaning and left to call for a carriage, Casian led Evelyn and slowly left the Dining Hall.

 

“Honey, are my clothes strange?”

 

“Rather than strange, I think she wants to personally buy you a new dress.”

 

Casian comforted the dejected Evelyn, telling her to be careful on the stairs as they headed to the carriage.

 

“You’re not a slug, yet you move so sluggishly.”

 

Christina, who had boarded first, spoke irritably when the carriage door opened.

 

It meant to sit down quickly.

 

At this, Evelyn quickly sat across from Christina, and Casian took a seat next to Evelyn.

 

“We’ll depart now.”

 

When the Coachman gave the signal, Casian grabbed the door handle to close the carriage door.

 

But then, he felt a piercing gaze through the gap in the door.

 

Turning his head, he saw Matthew watching Evelyn from beyond the Corridor that connected the Main Manor and the Hunting Grounds.

 

* * *

 

“Welcome.”

 

As soon as the carriage door opened, the Madam and her staff all bowed their heads in unison.

 

Despite the sudden visit, they naturally stood at the Salon entrance and began greeting their guests.

 

When Christina took the Madam’s arm and got out of the carriage, Casian extended his hand to Evelyn.

 

“Be careful.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

Evelyn smiled softly and asked in a whisper while receiving Casian’s escort.

 

“Honey, we’ll take the carriage together on the way back, right?”

 

Just before departing for the Salon.

 

[I’ll go on horseback.]

 

Casian, who had been closing the carriage door, suddenly got out of the carriage, made his announcement, and closed the door.

 

That part had bothered Evelyn, so she quietly asked while watching Christina’s reaction.

 

Casian stared intently into Evelyn’s eyes.

 

“We’ll see.”

 

He answered briefly and led her inside.

 

‘Is it because it’s a luxury salon? It’s really magnificent.’

 

Evelyn, who was walking slowly while holding Casian’s arm, silently admired the place as she entered the store.

 

Wherever she looked, splendid scenery unfolded before her eyes.

 

Evelyn, who had been having dresses fitted inside the Manor, suddenly felt tense when faced with the grand space.

 

The madams who had visited the Manor also ran famous salons, but this seemed to be on a different level from them.

 

However, contrary to her inner feelings, she unconsciously wore the characteristic smile of Nobles and followed behind the Madam.

 

After a while.

 

“This is tea imported from Ceylon and scones topped with dried figs.”

 

An Old Man with neatly tied white hair brought out simple refreshments and tea.

 

“Oh my! It’s been so long, Brussels!”

 

Christina’s face lit up as she saw the old man and spread her arms wide.

 

After a brief embrace ended, the old man bowed toward Casian and Evelyn.

 

“Allow me to introduce myself formally. I am Brussels, the founding Madam of this salon.”

 

“Nice to meet you.”

 

Casian gave a brief nod, and Evelyn nodded back somewhat bewildered.

 

“Do you have any preferred designs or colors?”

 

Though Brussels kneeling and asking about preferences felt burdensome, Evelyn calmly answered with advice from Christina and Casian.

 

“Please wait just a moment.”

 

Brussels, who had been listening carefully to Evelyn’s words, only stepped back after taking her measurements.

 

Evelyn, with her tension released, leaned back against the sofa, and Christina and Casian reached for a catalog.

 

At that moment, both of them grabbed the same catalog.

 

“….”

 

An uncomfortable atmosphere formed.

 

Casian and Christina’s gazes met in mid-air.

 

“How about looking at something else? There seem to be about ten catalogs there.”

 

Christina pointed to the other catalogs with her left hand and signaled Casian to let go.

 

But Casian instead smiled slyly and tightened his grip on the booklet.

 

“I appreciate the suggestion, but I would be grateful if Mother would yield.”

 

“Ha! Yield? Isn’t it usually the child who yields to the parent first?”

 

Christina raised her eyebrows as she pulled the catalog that was heading toward Casian back to her side.

 

Casian glanced at the catalog that had returned to the center, then met Christina’s eyes and suddenly blurted out something unexpected.

 

“Mother, isn’t there a saying about parental love flowing downward?”

 

“What?”

 

“They say there’s no parent in the world who can defeat their child.”

 

Honey, why is that saying coming up here?

 

Evelyn, who had been curled up like a shrimp caught between fighting whales, looked at Casian with eyes full of shock.

 

“The nerve of someone who rejected parental love to say such nonsense!”

 

Christina, flabbergasted, showed a disgusted reaction and tightened her grip on the catalog.

 

Contrary to expectations that Casian would take it unilaterally, the two were engaged in a tense standoff.

 

As the suffocating confrontation continued, Evelyn, unable to bear it, threw her whole body forward and snatched the catalog.

 

“I’ll look at this one first, so you two please look at something else!”

 

“….”

 

This must be how it feels when a cat steals your fish.

 

At this deflating conclusion, both looked down at their empty hands in silence, then eventually picked up other catalogs and simultaneously turned away from each other.

 

Fortunately, there were no more fights after that.

 

“Do you have a preferred fabric?”

 

“Please show us Brugge Products.”

 

“Bring out the Ghent ones.”

 

Though there was a subtle war of nerves, Casian and Christina calmly placed their orders.

 

“What kind of lace would you like?”

 

“Let’s go with silk lace produced in Flanders.”

 

“Pin lace with gold thread and added luster.”

 

They didn’t forget to ask for Evelyn’s opinion in between.

 

“How about a design that spreads like flower petals as it goes down?”

 

“Dear, since you have nice curves, how about a design that shows your figure?”

 

As if unaware of the intense gazes pouring down like a blazing sun, the two looked at Evelyn while expressing their opinions in bland tones.

 

As if only the three of them existed in this space.

 

“I like both!”

 

“Can’t you choose just one?”

 

Actually, could it even be called three people?

 

In reality, aside from speaking to Evelyn, Casian and Christina avoided each other without making eye contact even once.

 

“I’ll help you try them on.”

 

When the dresses chosen by Casian and Christina came out, Evelyn rose from the sofa as if she had been waiting.

 

“I’ll go change and come back!”

 

Just as Evelyn was about to leave with the Madam.

 

“Wait. Which dress will you try on first?”

 

Christina threw a stone into the calm lake.

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