The Male Leads Were Stolen By The Extra [EN]: Chapter 161

Those were peaceful and happy days.

“Stop bothering me!”

“Who’s bothering who! This is training, training. As if you’d understand the spirit of knighthood.”

Worton scoffed and headed to the training grounds with his sword.

“Marquis!”

Worton called out Tan’s name as if calling a dear friend, trotting up to him.

“Tch. You said you were tired and had the day off, so why come all the way down here….”

Eun-young was dumbfounded, but a smile formed on her lips.

Tan’s expression as he greeted Worton in the distance looked much more relaxed and happy.

Even though Worton was taking up Tan’s time with training, which meant less time for dates, she couldn’t help but feel annoyed.

It had been five months since she reunited with Tan and came down to the South.

Tan was living in her mansion like a son-in-law. Her family and he had accepted her proposal to live together, even if they couldn’t get married yet.

“Kyung really likes the Marquis.”

Enrique, whose once flat stomach was now somewhat swollen, approached with a smile.

Eun-young naturally pulled up a chair and placed it next to Enrique.

“Leia, how are the wedding preparations going?”

She nodded at Enrique’s question.

Five months of living with Tan. Finally, with her parents’ permission, the two were in the midst of preparing for their wedding.

They had already found and purchased a house to live in together.

The mansion, not too far from the main estate, wasn’t large, but it had a beautiful and spacious garden.

It was the perfect place to cultivate a new garden just for the two of them.

“Leia, I was so surprised the day you tried on your wedding dress. I had never seen the Marquis make such an expression before.”

Enrique chuckled, reminiscing about that day.

Eun-young naturally recalled that moment as well.

She didn’t think he would react much, since it wasn’t their first marriage and he had seen her in a wedding dress before, but Tan’s reaction was unexpected.

Tan looked even more moved this time than in their previous life when he saw her in the dress.

His eyes even turned red, as if he was about to cry.

Her parents, who were with them, were also taken aback.

His expression was always stoic, and he rarely opened his mouth to anyone other than her, so his reaction was quite surprising.

“Leia, when I see you and the Marquis, I truly feel that there is such a thing as destiny.”

“Destiny….”

Eun-young savored the word.

Destiny.

Perhaps that was it.

Destiny would be the only word to describe the feelings that began with a bad relationship, turned into a good one, and continued even after reincarnation.

“The Marquis wins again today.”

Eun-young jumped up from her seat at Enrique’s words.

“Tan!”

She grabbed a water bottle and headed into the training grounds.

Tan, who had helped Worton up, smiled as he saw her approaching.

He naturally wrapped his arms around her waist. Lowering his sweat-free face, he gave her a short kiss on her round forehead.

“I’m sorry that guy keeps bothering you.”

“It was fun.”

He shook his head and took the water she offered, gulping it down.

“Haa, haa……. May I ask for your help again next time?”

Worton said, panting, unlike Tan, who was perfectly fine without even breaking a sweat.

“Anytime.”

“Don’t come!”

Unlike Tan, who gave his permission, Eun-young, who was nestled in his arms, shouted at Worton.

“The Marquis gave me permission, you know? I’m off.”

Worton teased his younger sister, who was like an angry chihuahua unwilling to give up her things, and left.

“That guy’s doing that on purpose. Just trying to bother us.”

Tan smiled happily as he watched her grumble with her lips sticking out, glaring at Worton’s retreating back.

Everything was peaceful.

* * *

“Tan, about the boutique we were supposed to go to tomorrow….”

“…….”

Eun-young, who was sitting at the vanity brushing her hair, quietly stopped, noticing Tan in the mirror.

Tan, who was sitting on the sofa in the room with his back against the cushion, had his eyes closed.

Carefully getting up from her seat, she approached the sofa where Tan was sitting.

She crouched down in front of him and looked up at his face.

Tan’s face looked more peaceful than ever with his eyes closed.

In their previous life, he often fell asleep, but it was only for a short time.

Unlike humans who slept for several hours a day, he only slept for a few minutes.

But lately, he had been sleeping more.

Not only was he falling asleep for tens of minutes instead of just a few, but the day before yesterday, he had slept for over two hours.

Besides, he often fell asleep suddenly like today.

She knew he didn’t need to sleep, but she was always worried that he might be tired or struggling, so seeing him sleep so peacefully was good, but also concerning.

Because he originally didn’t sleep.

Hoping that it was nothing serious, she pulled a blanket over and covered him.

“Sleep well.”

Perhaps he felt the warmth on his cheek even in his sleep, as the corners of his lips turned up slightly.

* * *

“Seriously. When is it going to start?”

Mac Lir, who was seated, grumbled with a bored expression.

He had been boldly invited as a guest to the wedding, which was supposed to be a small affair with only family.

The wedding aisle, laid out in the middle of the beautifully decorated Count’s garden, was still empty.

Even though they said they would start the ceremony, the main characters had not yet appeared.

“Seriously, this is a hassle. Are they going to have a ceremony like this every time they get married?”

Mac Lir grumbled, but he still waited for the two to come out.

Still, he should consider himself lucky.

He wasn’t even invited to the last wedding, but he was invited this time.

“Be patient.”

A dignified voice, as if it was hard to tell who was the adult, flowed from the side.

Jane, dressed in a pretty dress, sat on a high chair, swinging her legs and nodding her head.

She was humming, sounding like a child who was excited.

“Are you happy? That your grandfather is getting married again?”

“Of course. Now he doesn’t have to be alone in that room anymore. I’m happy. Eugene will definitely be happy too.”

Whether she knew everything or not.

Mac Lir chuckled and stroked Jane’s hair.

It was then.

The wedding wasn’t starting, but for some reason, it was noisy.

The Count’s servants, who had been busily moving around to prepare for the wedding, were all whispering and then rushed into the mansion with pale faces.

“You stay here and don’t move.”

Mac Lir, sensing something strange, jumped up from his seat.

“I want to go too, I want to go too!”

“Stay there!”

Stopping Jane from following, he followed the servants into the mansion.

“Oh, what do we do….”

“What is this on a wedding day….”

“The doctor! Get the doctor here quickly!”

The mansion was even more chaotic.

Everyone was pacing back and forth, anxiously gathered in front of a room. It was the room designated as the groom’s waiting room for today.

“Move, move!”

Mac Lir pushed through the servants blocking the way and quickly entered the room.

“Tan, Tan…!”

His eyes widened, frozen.

“Tan! Open your eyes! Tan!”

The bride, wearing a wedding dress and supposed to be the happiest person in the world, was holding the collapsed groom and wailing.

That’s how Tan collapsed.

His closed eyes remained unopened, and time passed indifferently, and a year had already gone by.