Philip asked for a dance as if it were a matter of course.

‘I don’t know how to dance?’

Besides, the shoes were for the party, so the heels were high.

“I don’t know how long it’s been since we’ve held hands like this.”

Before I could even answer, Philip moved one foot. It was as if the two of us waltzing together were quite natural.

‘Ugh! What do I do!’

I don’t know how to waltz.

“……Madam?”

Philip’s one eyebrow went up immediately.

Since I had stumbled from the very first step and stepped on his foot, it must have been strange to him.

“Hmm, the waltz will be too difficult.”

I quickly unfolded the fan and stepped back.

“I’ve been busy working today, so I don’t remember how to waltz. I’m a little tired.”

You hear that, right? Let me go.

But Philip looked at me closely.

His expression was unreadable.

I sneakily avoided his gaze, feeling I had made too many excuses on the spot.

‘What do I say to avoid this situation? Or just stomp out arrogantly?’

Philip reached out his hand again.

“Isn’t it problematic for the party host not to dance even one song?”

“Yes? I told you, I can’t remember because I’m tired?”

Philip pulled my waist gently and stood close. Then he whispered in my ear.

“But it’s very easy, isn’t it? I’ll remind you right away.”

“……?”

“You step your left foot forward.”

“…….”

“Then step your right foot in front of the left.”

“……?”

I didn’t understand why Philip was doing this.

“Then neatly bring your left foot to your right.”

Without thinking, I moved as he led.

“Just repeat this. I will lead easily, so relax and follow me. One two three, two two three.”

Philip started moving his foot slowly as he whispered to me.

We soon began to catch the rhythm of the waltz.

Did I learn a little? Or was it that Philip was leading so well?

Once I started, I could relatively easily follow his movements.

Philip grinned widely.

“You’re doing well, even though you’re tired.”

“Is, is that so?”

It was my first time, but I was glad to hear that I was doing well. However, I was worried that I might step on Philip’s foot at any moment, so my eyes kept going towards our feet.

Soon Philip sighed slightly.

“Madam, you must really be tired. To forget the basics of the waltz.”

I felt a sinking feeling.

“You must fixate your gaze on me for now.”

“……?”

I looked up at him, puzzled by his insistent words.

His purple eyes, looking at me, were deep and seductive. I couldn’t take my eyes off them and was simply looking, when a sparkle appeared in those attractive eyes.

“Yes. That’s it.”

Only then did Philip draw a satisfactory line on his lips.

“Your eyes are now completely mine.”

“…….”

I felt my cheeks warming subtly at his sweet voice.

My heart started to beat pleasantly.

Something vibrated through Philip to my fingertips. A rhythmic beat that was regular and similar to the feeling of my heart.

Perhaps a heartthrob?

It seemed unlikely at this point.

‘Does Philip like me…….’

Does he like me?

I felt lighter, and everything around me seemed brighter.

I successfully completed the waltz following Philip’s steps.
As only a few people applauded for us, Philip’s gentle lips lightly touched my cheek and then withdrew.

I can’t help but think Philip might actually like me.

That’s when it happened. In a moment of exhilaration, just as the waltz ended, a pair of guests approached and greeted us.

“Long time no see, Count.”

After exchanging greetings with him, Philip began introducing me to some of the guests.

He seemed to be introducing me to the nobles, even though I was the wife he would soon divorce.

I felt a bit reluctant to be introduced, but there was a hint of anticipation in his pitiful attitude.

Maybe I won’t have to leave; I could get along well with the main characters.

It might just be a facade for the party’s table, but still.

Either way, today is Laila’s day, so I also welcomed those Philip introduced with a graceful smile.

These people are potential customers for tomorrow, future prospective clients.

I have to make a good impression today and leave a better one tomorrow.

As I was greeting them, I saw a pair of men and women enter the party hall.

The woman standing demurely beside the man had black hair adorned with pearls, and her face was clear.

The moment I saw her, I felt as though I had been hit with a hammer, then I quickly snapped out of it as if splashed with cold water.

Because I knew who she was right away.

It was Dalina, Philip’s remarriage partner!

‘Dalina appears after Philip’s divorce?’

Her appearance was much sooner than in the original. It seemed like a variable caused by me recklessly handing out invitations.

‘Philip liking me, my ass.’

Any hope I had for Philip fizzled out.

‘What am I even expecting? Philip has a partner given by the author, who is like a god to him.’

“Madam?”

Philip, who had been talking to me, turned his head to the guests who had just arrived.

His expression immediately brightened.

“Enoch!”

“Philip! Ha ha! How long has it been?”

The man called Enoch opened his arms wide, embracing Philip and patting him on the back.

“Why are you so late?”

“I came with Miss Sor.”

Enoch introduced the blackhaired woman standing next to him to Philip.

“Meet her. Lady Dalina of Count Sor.”

“It’s an honor to meet you, Lady Sor.”

Dalina responded to Philip’s welcome with a neat smile.

Her expression was beautiful and seemed benevolent, different from Ellen.

“It’s an honor to meet you, Count. You can call me Dalina.”

Her behavior was strange. The moment she met Philip, she lit her eyes like stars and asked him to call her by her first name.

In the original, her character definitely wasn’t like that?

The Dalina I knew was introverted, and she couldn’t even talk to Philip properly. It was Philip who felt attracted to her first and approached her.

‘Did my actions in the story cause the original to be distorted?’

“I’m pleased you came to the party.”

As Philip smiled softly, Dalina, blushing as if shy, raised her right hand.

It was a sign that she wanted a kiss on the back of her hand.