I Became the Mother-in-law of the Regretful Female Lead

Let’s run away.

As I recalled the four people gathered here, I made up my mind.

This was the worst combination imaginable!

This confrontation wasn’t helping anyone. The best thing to do for everyone’s sake was to leave this place immediately.

‘And what about Jeremyon…’

This was his first time going out since Liliana’s had dumped him.

From Jeremyon’s perspective, he was facing Lilliana for the first time since their breakup. And to make matters worse, her brother was right beside her!

Yes, the more I thought about it, the more certain I was that we needed to end this meeting right away.

As I was hastily trying to figure out how to escape, Tristan glanced at Jeremyon with a cautious gaze, as if assessing his sister’s boyfriend.

‘Does he not know they’ve broken up yet? Well, Lilliana probably hasn’t told him yet.’

Jeremyon didn’t seem bothered by the attention and accepted the gaze without flinching.

Sensing that trouble could break out any second, I grabbed Jeremyon’s arm.

“This is quite the coincidence. How curious. However, we have a prior engagement, so we must be off…”

I intended to make a hasty retreat with him using this excuse, but… huh?

Jeremyon, who had been following me without hesitation until now, suddenly stopped, as if his feet were glued to the ground.

“Jeremyon? We have a prior appointment, don’t we?”

“It’s not that urgent, is it?”

His tone was firm and unyielding.

It seemed he had no intention of leaving this place. I didn’t know why, but he was set on staying.

“Well, if it’s not urgent, that’s good news. I had a lot I wanted to ask Count Winder.”

“I’ve heard much about the Duke of Locke’s reputation. It’s an honor to meet you.”

I was losing my mind, but Tristan and Jeremyon were calmly continuing their conversation.

Of course, the peace didn’t last long. Inevitably, that subject came up.

“So… I heard you were Lilliana’s boyfriend.”

What?

I shut my eyes tightly. No matter what conversation followed, I could already picture every possible outcome ending in disaster.

At that moment, Lilliana stepped in. She squeezed between the two men.

“Oh, no, it’s not like that! We’ve decided to stay friends.”

She smiled brightly and winked playfully at Jeremyon, trying to defuse the situation and save him from embarrassment…

‘It’s all over… Look at her face.’

I squinted my eyes at Tristan. His facial muscles tensed slightly, clearly showing that he was not pleased.

He forced a smile, his voice dry and cold as he asked, “Ah, so… you’re saying you’ve broken up?”

“Mm-hmm, that’s right. But it wasn’t a bad breakup! We’re still on good terms.”

“This is the first I’m hearing of it.”

“Well, it only happened recently.”

Lilliana smiled innocently again.

Watching the situation deteriorate before my eyes, I could feel cold sweat trickling down my back.

‘This is strange. Lilliana’s not normally this clueless.’

As I watched her act as if she didn’t understand her brother’s emotions, I began to feel confused. But the mystery was soon solved.

“Anyway, that’s how it is. Come on, brother. Jeremyon, enjoy your time with mother!”

She tried to move her brother away by pushing him.

Lilliana, you’re a genius!

I cheered internally. At last, the end of this awkward confrontation was in sight.

‘So that’s why she said they broke up.’

Tristan had approached Jeremyon because he thought he was still his sister’s boyfriend.

Now that it was clear that wasn’t the case, there was no reason for the two to continue their conversation.

There’s no point talking to your sister’s ex-boyfriend.

‘Finally, it’s over. Thank goodness nothing happened.’

I was about to breathe a sigh of relief and bid farewell to Liliana when—

“Even though they’ve broken up… you’re still friends, right?”

Tristan’s voice was tense, and he suddenly stopped walking. Lilliana nodded awkwardly.

“Y-Yes, that’s right?”

“Well, since we’re still connected, how about we all have dinner together?”

What on earth?

Chills ran down my spine, and I was about to refuse immediately.

But Jeremyon spoke up first.

“Sounds good. Let’s have dinner.”

Why, Jeremyon, why?!

I glared at my son with a resentful gaze. He seemed to feel my eyes on him, but he turned his head and pretended not to notice.

I really couldn’t understand it. Why on earth did he accept a meal invitation from his ex-girlfriend’s brother?

I feel like I’m going to be sick.

And I’m not joking.

“Hm, so that’s how Count Winder views the political situation in Chelais?”

“Yes, that’s correct. As you know, they have a culture distinct from neighboring countries, which must be taken into account.”

The four of us were at a restaurant.

This place was famous not only for its exceptional taste but also for its beautiful plating. However, none of that mattered to me right now.

Why? Because the people I’m eating with are these three!

I forced myself to chew and swallow my food, silently holding back tears.

‘I can’t even tell if the food is going into my nose or my mouth.’

From the moment we arrived at the restaurant, Tristan and Jeremyon had been locked in an intense conversation.

Lilliana and I were just sitting on the sidelines like decorations.

‘What… what are they even doing?’

Tristan kept bombarding Jeremyon with questions. Topics ranged from international politics to the empire’s laws, as if he was testing him.

It was baffling behavior, especially considering the two of them had already broken up.

The only good thing was that Jeremyon answered each question flawlessly.

‘Hm, whoever trained him… they’ve done an excellent job.’

Of course, the person who trained him was me.

Raising this rebellious boy had been no easy task, but seeing how well he’d grown brought me a sense of pride.

‘But… I’ve had enough pride for today. Can they please just stop?’

It wasn’t a debate hall, so why were these two, who just met today, firing off questions like this?

I wasn’t the only one feeling uncomfortable.

Lilliana, picking at her food, stared at her unfortunate steak with a gaze full of regret.

‘Of course, Lilliana must feel even worse.’

There’s no way she’d be pleased seeing her brother acting as if he’s interrogating her ex-fiancé.

As expected, Lilliana finally stepped in to stop her brother.

“Haha, brother. Let’s stop talking about that and focus on our meal.”

“Sure, Lily. Just let me finish this conversation.”

Despite nodding in agreement, sparks were practically flying from Tristan’s eyes. It was clear he had no intention of stopping.

Lilliana looked at me with teary eyes.

Waaahhh. I’m sorry, Mother! I didn’t know it would turn out like this. Waaah.

I could tell she was saying this just by her gaze.

I slightly shook my head, meeting her eyes again.

‘It’s fine. Just focus on your meal. Don’t pick at it.’

Seeming to understand the look I gave her, Lilliana nodded slightly and picked up her fork again.

While we were having an entire conversation through our eyes, Tristan and Jeremyon showed no signs of stopping.

It was like watching a farcical play unfold.