This Marriage Will Surely Succeed

Chapter 211

Fin realized that he couldn’t dare refuse Leroy to his face.

Leroy was Iona’s lawful husband and, from what Fin had observed, someone who cherished and deeply loved her.

This meant there was no room for Fin to come between them.

Of course, Fin had no intention of disrupting their relationship, but expecting the other party to interpret his intentions in a favorable light was an excessive wish.

If he wanted them to believe he had no impure motives, he had to prove it with his actions first.

His hesitation was brief. Fin answered readily.

“I will do as you say.”

Leroy’s eyebrows lifted slightly, as if surprised.

But it was only for a moment. A kind smile soon graced Leroy’s lips.

It was the ease of a victor.

Meanwhile, Fin, struggling to conceal his emotions, stiffened his expression halfway.

Fin silently prayed that Iona wouldn’t find his behavior strange.

Whether fortunately or unfortunately, Iona didn’t pay enough attention to his expression to notice.

She merely defended Fin out of courtesy.

“If you don’t want to, you don’t have to. It seems I was overly excited and pushed you unnecessarily.”

Before replying, Fin darted his gaze toward Leroy.

Leroy watched their conversation with an unreadable expression.

He showed no outward displeasure, but Fin knew this was merely a grace period.

The moment he overstepped his bounds, he would be unceremoniously cast out.

Suppressing a bitter smile, Fin replied, “Not at all. The Duke’s words make sense. I might meet someone who changes my mind.”

But was that really possible?

The answer, of course, was no.

Still, Fin acted as if he were eagerly anticipating the impossible.

Falling for someone unexpected had already become a thing of the past for him.

“Well, it’s not something I’m forcing on you,” Leroy said smoothly. “Take it easy and just enjoy some tea while you’re out.”

He seemed pleased that Fin had voluntarily created distance and stepped back.

Leroy, as if showing generosity, added, “Now, I assume you’re busy. You should go ahead. We’re about to leave as well.”

It was a graceful dismissal.

Fin found himself at a loss for words in the face of such poised handling.

After a brief silence, Fin replied quietly, “Yes, safe travels.”

That was the end of it. Fin bowed deeply to them before slowly turning away.

Leroy wasted no emotion on a retreating opponent.

For someone facing a man who had feelings for his wife, Leroy had been surprisingly polite.

“Different how?”

“Well, having served in the knighthood, you’re used to a strict hierarchy, and you often prioritize the group over the individual. That perspective shows in your habits and work ethic...”

Though Marsha’s words were phrased delicately, the meaning was clear: Iona had “old-fashioned” tendencies.

Unable to outright ask, “Am I old-fashioned?” to Marsha, Iona thought Leroy might be honest enough to give her a straight answer.

With a determined expression, Iona said, “Anyway, I planned this whole thing because I thought Fin would appreciate it, but the response hasn’t been great. If I have a habit of making people uncomfortable, I’d like to change that.”

Leroy paused, pondering her words.

Iona seemed genuinely eager to correct her behavior, but Leroy didn’t want her to change.

In fact, her distinctive personality was one of the reasons he loved her.

As Leroy recalled moments when Iona had acted like a disciplined soldier, he couldn’t help but let out a small laugh.

How could he give up such an amusing sight?

Leaning closer, Leroy pressed a kiss to Iona’s cheek and murmured gently, “It’s fine. I love you just as you are.”

“So... you’re saying I am old-fashioned?”

“Ah.”

Leroy winced at her pointed question.

Iona looked up at him, her expression slightly wounded.

Instead of correcting himself, Leroy furrowed his brows, as if at a loss for words.

He had been so focused on how endearing she was that he’d completely failed to respond appropriately.

This kind of mistake was unfamiliar for Leroy, a man skilled in negotiation and debate.

To smooth things over, Leroy smiled and leaned in again. He kissed her eyelids softly, and Iona, though frowning, closed her eyes obediently.

In a subdued voice, she said, “I think I understand now how Your Grace has always seen me.”

“No... I don’t think you do.”

“Well, from now on, I’ll be different. Just wait and see,” Iona muttered, almost as if making a promise to herself.

Finding her determination charming, Leroy planted another quick kiss on her cheek and said with a mischievous grin, “What a shame. If you were interested in matchmaking, I was ready to set you up with an official business.”

At this, Iona couldn’t suppress a small laugh.

Just then, a servant approached, informing them that the preparations were complete, and it was time to depart.

Caught off guard by the sudden audience, Iona pushed Leroy away, clearly flustered.

Leroy watched as she hurried ahead of him, her back turned, and smiled contentedly.

He thought how convenient it would be if he could gather all the men interested in Iona and deal with them at the matchmaking business himself.

--- End Of The Chapter ----

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