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TTMLPTWW ~ Chapter 31

TTMLPTWW ~ Chapter 31

Chapter 2: The Beginning of a Lucky Marriage

As befitting the wedding of a war hero who had distinguished himself in the World War, many dignitaries from both the country and the allied nations attended.

In the bride’s waiting room, Lady Cynthia sat wearing a simple, unadorned A-line dress and a semi-transparent veil.

Dahlia, who was tidying Lady Cynthia’s stray hairs, gazed out the window at the heavily clouded sky, lost in thought.

‘I hope it doesn’t snow too much.’

Since the Republic of Rutemia was a cold, snowy country, it had long been believed that the blessing of the goddess would descend only if the sun shone on the wedding day instead of snow.

In particular, soldiers, who aspired to strong bodies and minds, mostly held outdoor weddings, so they were greatly affected by the weather.

Meanwhile, Lady Cynthia was preoccupied with other worries.

‘It must be cold outside, right? If it snows at the wedding, I won’t have to go to ‘Surviving in the Snowfield’ survival training, will I?’

Dahlia, who had finished the final check, said,

“Lady Cynthia, it’s time to move to the bride’s waiting area.”

What is marriage?

On her second life, her first wedding made even Lady Cynthia, who seemed incapable of tension, nervous.

* * *

Count Queensguard, Carlos, and Edford entered the bride’s waiting room.

“What’s with that dress? You were so happy about marrying a rich officer.”

Edford sneered at Lady Cynthia’s plain dress.

Lady Cynthia tilted her head, fiddling with her veil.

“This is more expensive than the one my sister wore.”

“How can that dress, without a single jewel, be more expensive?”

Edford chuckled.

It seemed his wish had come true, that the seemingly good relationship with the Brigadier General was just a facade, and she was actually being mistreated.

He indulged in fantasies, imagining Lady Cynthia begging him for forgiveness.

On the other hand, Carlos, who stood silently, wore an unpleasant expression.

Count Queensguard whispered softly to Lady Cynthia,

“Lady Cynthia, behave yourself after the wedding so you don’t get kicked out. Let me tell you how to please your husband. First, with small compliments and warm smiles…”

“Yes.”

Lady Cynthia replied carelessly, not even listening to the end.

Soon, a servant came in and announced that the Duke and Duchess were about to arrive and left.

“We should go out to greet them.”

The Count, adjusting his attire, left the bride’s waiting room with Carlos.

Edford, who remained in place with an expression that suggested he had much to say to Lady Cynthia, asked,

“Aren’t you regretting not running away with me?”

Lady Cynthia stared blankly at him, who was spouting nonsense.

“Out of the blue?”

“Hmph. It’s no use pretending to be on good terms. It’s all obvious. I heard the Brigadier General despises royalty?”

He was actually right for once.

‘Speaking of getting hit.’

Seeing her disgusted expression, Edford seemed to think he had hit the nail on the head and continued with a triumphant look.

“It’s not too late now. But you’ll have to work hard to win me back.”

“Even if we were the only two people left in the world, I wouldn’t like you, you know? The only effort I’ll make is to prevent the world from being destroyed so that we’re not the only two left.”

“So, you’re going to be stubborn until the end?”

He was someone she couldn’t reason with. Lady Cynthia muttered softly with a weary expression.

“I’d rather set up a destruction flag where everyone just dies…”

But Edford continued to cling to her.

“You’re also being forced into this unwanted marriage. You’re actually hoping that I’ll take your hand and run away during the wedding, right? I don’t care if I lose everything I have.”

“Then should I tell your dad everything right now and have you kicked out with nothing?”

Lady Cynthia warned in a cold voice, just as the door opened and Count Queensguard entered.

Edford, seeing his father, shut his mouth with a flustered expression.

“Your sister has arrived, Lady Cynthia.”

From the Count’s unusually affectionate voice, she could tell that the Duke and Helene had arrived.

After the Duke offered his congratulations with a kind smile, Helene spoke with the nuance of ‘I want to talk to my sister alone. Men, get out, it’s a girls’ conversation.’

Lady Cynthia could vaguely sense that she was angry.

Sure enough, as soon as everyone left, Helene’s expression turned fierce.

“You’ve managed to win over the Dowager Duchess and the aunts. They’re only talking about your honeymoon preparations.”

“Why are you taking it out on me…?”

Helene still glared down at Lady Cynthia with venomous eyes. It was obvious that she had worn a plain dress to make her look bad as the ‘sister who stole the dress.’

“And, I didn’t covet your dress. The items were just switched due to a designer’s mistake.”

“Why are you explaining that now…?”

Helene pinched her forehead, trying to control her anger at Lady Cynthia’s innocent question mark attack.

“You, don’t even think about associating with the Duke’s family in the future.”

“Really? Okay.”

Lady Cynthia agreed with almost disheartening speed.

‘What’s with her? Normal people don’t react like that!’

Helene didn’t give up and provoked her further.

“You’re just a fake anyway. Don’t forget your place just because you were adopted into our family and married a war hero.”

“Okay.”

Lady Cynthia replied carelessly, barely listening.

Helene was dumbfounded by her response.

Usually, when someone throws out aggressive words, the other person would naturally respond aggressively.

But she hadn’t expected her to react like that.

Helene was filled with the desire to vent her anger on Lady Cynthia, but she had nothing more to say.

“Don’t you ever feel unhappy, angry, or wronged?”

Helene asked.

Lady Cynthia seemed like an enlightened person, as if all her inferiority and anger had been burned away.

She smiled with a twinkle in her eye.

“I do. But I’m just not very moved by most things.”

‘Was she always this sly?’

Before her father orchestrated the marriage scam, Lady Cynthia was just one of the common servants. If she had such a strange personality, she would have definitely remembered her.

“You, definitely…”

Helene was about to say something, parting her tightly bitten lips, when…

“Lady Cynthia, it’s time for the bride to enter.”

Dahlia announced the start of the ceremony.

Lady Cynthia stood up and smiled kindly, like someone who held no grudges at all.

“Sister, go to the wedding hall unless you’re going to enter with me.”

* * *

Rumble

From the sullen gray sky, which had turned nasty, raindrops began to fall one by one.

“It’s raining, not snowing? Ah, this is truly ominous! It’s as if it’s foreshadowing the couple’s troubled married life!”

Someone exclaimed excitedly.

In fact, thunder and rain meant that the gods were sad, which was the worst omen.

At this, the guests under the tent clicked their tongues and said a word each.

“I guess the saying that the goddess of fortune protects them was an exaggeration.”

“Isn’t it scientifically impossible for them to have avoided tens of thousands of arrows?”

‘Then is predicting a marriage based on the weather scientific?’

The kitchen staff, who had already taken Lady Cynthia’s side, pouted and grumbled.

The reporters who attended the wedding were busy writing articles.

The couple’s married life, clouded from the start… Were the rumors of separation and divorce true?

Dahlia, who was watching with fire in her eyes from behind, forcefully snatched the reporter’s notebook.

Eek!

“How can there be a separation and divorce when the wedding hasn’t even happened yet? Please refrain from spreading false information.”

At that moment, Lady Cynthia appeared with the announcement of the bride’s entrance.

“What’s with that dress?”

The guests murmured in surprise, in a different sense.

That was because she was wearing a plain, even simple, unadorned dress. Only the lavender bouquet stood out.

“The bouquet is made of jewels? I guess they spent all the money on the bouquet.”

Starting with the sneering voice that came from somewhere, the guests also chuckled softly.

But everyone had the same thought in their minds.

‘That’s an expensive bouquet that only the strong can receive. Even if my head gets cracked open, I’m going to get that bouquet.’

It was at that moment when each person’s desires intersected.

“Huh?”

Everyone’s eyes widened at the unbelievable scene.

A ray of sunlight came down through the dark clouds, illuminating Lady Cynthia like a stage light highlighting the main character.

As soon as the plain, unadorned dress received the light, it began to emit iridescent radiance like a diamond.

All of this happened by coincidence.

A guest who recognized the material of the dress was shocked.

“They… they made the dress with diamond thread? Is that even possible?”

“Then, does that mean the dress itself is a diamond?”

“The amount of money that went into it must be astronomical.”

Lady Cynthia smiled brightly. At the same time, a halo appeared behind her head.

The intricately crafted jewel bouquet reflected the light, making her look like a saint with a halo.

“…Oh, God.”

Someone muttered, mesmerized by the dazzlingly beautiful and even sacred appearance.

“It seems that what saddened the gods was us, who couldn’t sincerely bless someone.”

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The Tragic Male Lead Picked the Wrong Wife

The Tragic Male Lead Picked the Wrong Wife

피폐물 남주가 상대를 잘못 고름
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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Artist: Released: 2025 Native Language: Korean

I have no idea what novel this is, but I think I've possessed a scam bride in a rom-com.

Just in case this bride-con blows up, I already had a solid plan to win over the male lead and everyone around him.

"This is just a marriage of convenience, after all."

Ugh, predictable. Enough whining, you'll end up as my doormat anyway.

So, like any good female lead in a rom-com, I just went around showering everyone with endless good vibes and sunshine-like smiles… But why does the male lead look so tormented?

"I don't like you." I brushed off his coldness as classic denial phase behavior. He looked resigned, as if facing an insurmountable wall, but his ears were turning red. His mouth claims he doesn't like me, but his body says otherwise. "...I can't exactly imprison you, can I?" It seems like the male lead is starting to fall for me... But why does his obsession feel straight out of a toxic romance novel? I had no idea the original novel was an angsty-melodrama called 'Lethal Hazards.’ A-Anyway, it's a rom-com! An emotional healing story!

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