Viscount lady - Chapter 4
Knowing how to hold a wedding, I suddenly realised ‘Give up…. The stepmother had a rather tenacious corner. After all, since she had such a tenacious personality, she would not give up until the end and eventually married his father.
In the end, the example of the one who does not give up is the victorious such as the stepmother.
Ingrid picks up a glass of champagne.
I found a suitable seat and sat down. A suitable seat here was right next to the pillar. There was also a bench next to the pillar, and you can see down the hall on the first floor through the railing in front, and the entire hall on the second floor was also in plain view. A good place to sit at.
There were no cows and ‘Everyone is happy.’
Actually, Ingrid isn’t having that much fun. It was because my stepmother’s planning was not good these days. The reason, of course, is marriage.
‘Are you married…? I’m already old enough to worry about getting married. Usually, when they turn 20, they start looking for a marriage partner, but the age at which they get married is different.
Ingrid’s case is now twenty-four. Although I was old enough to get married, I never really thought about marriage. Of course, Ingrid is not high-minded. If you dare to get married, your partner should be kind.
I want him to have a personality that is sincere and faithful to his marriage and family. Appearance does not need to be shorter than you are, as long as your belly is not protruding and you do not need to be bald. That’s right, it’s on the not-so-demanding axis.
I don’t care about family or property. Having a family was good enough for Ingrid, and the fortune she will inherit, though not now. pretty much Ingrid’s father, Viscount Roxas, amassed quite a fortune through the shipping business.
The ship business was still in progress and was still making a lot of money each year. In the case of my father, he was passionate about charity work, so he did not lose his humanity. In any case, property or family–
It doesn’t matter, but the most important thing is personality. Personality was more important than a little appearance.
Ingrid watched the people dancing, sipping champagne. Not everyone dances, and there were some just watching like Ingrid. As an antler mask approached, Ingrid gently waved the champagne glass.
“I’m sorry. Today’s shoes are tight and my feet hurt.” It’s a lie to say your feet hurt. I just didn’t want to dance. Ingrid, who glanced at one wearing an antler mask turning around in regret, realised her champagne glass was empty.
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