How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 15

 

It was so unexpected that I fell off the saddle, making me clutch his arm and lean on him.

Ah, I don’t like this. I’m worried about being a chick.

There was a commotion around us. I laughed obliviously, pushing out the annoying murmurs.

 

“Hey, don’t fight.”

 

“What?”

 

“Don’t get mad at them. Your handsome face will get ruined.”

Izek stared at me silently for a moment.

 

Like Satan’s incarnation, his glaring eyes were very fierce. He growled when I wriggled my body in preparation for being thrown away.

 

“I’m not mad, damn it. Ellen. Am I mad?”

 

“That’s not so.”

 

Ellenia, who answered immediately, stared at me. What kind of siblings were they? This was absurd, but of course, I didn’t mention it and smiled widely. When my feet touched the flat grass, I felt alive.

 

“Thank you for taking me. I won’t forget today.”

 

“…… ”

 

“I’ll ride alone too. Is that alright?”

 

“……do as you please.”

 

It was said without sincerity, but still a reply. It was pretty hard to be a fan. Freya, who looked at me with interested eyes, smiled softly.

 

“Come over here and sit down, my lady. Everyone is waiting.”

Thank you for those empty words.

 

As I approached the table obediently and sat down, I saw that the handle of the teacup was decorated in the shape of a turtle with jeweled eyeballs.

 

Today sure was a tough day.

 

“E-Ellen…”

 

“I’m sorry to have shown you something ugly. He’s always like this, so don’t worry.” Ellenia, who spat out in a businesslike tone, pushed a plate containing finger food toward me.

 

That was good enough, but why was there a turtle decoration on the plate too?!

 

I drank tea as much as I could, trying not to look at the decorations.

 

Freya, sitting next to me, murmured anxiously,”Is it okay if I leave him like that?”

 

“Leave him alone.”

 

Ellenia was heartless. Before I knew it, my husband was dragging his horse away.

 

I glanced at the sight of the men approaching him as if they had been waiting, when someone asked me, “Are you feeling well?”

 

“Oh, yes, thank you…”

 

that you collapsed at Elmos Port. I heard you

 

one person there at the time, so it was

 

bloody nose, did we have to point it out here? Huh? This lady-Consolace or

for your concern.”  I replied, smiling with gratitude from the bottom

mixed expression, frowning yet smiling, but tried

 

“What?”

 

but I haven’t seen you eat anything since the last time. Do you not like

 

as if she was

 

only seen me twice now. It’s sad to think you’re already pointing fingers at me for eating

 

usually don’t

 

health is necessary to withstand the climate here. As you

 

me is a nuisance.

 

You’ve been so sweet since last time, can I talk to you about things from now?

 

“…well, anytime.”

 

“Really?”

 

who murmured bitterly,

She seemed annoyed.

understand.  Insults have to be in sync to make it fun. Don’t worry, I’m not doing stupid things

 

“Ruby.”

 

“What…?”

 

“Castella cake is delicious.”

 

Castella cake is delicious. You

 

scary for some reason, so I began to nibble on

 

be okay if I didn’t see this

argue over nothing all of a sudden?

 

and your brother are the ones

 

brother? He’s nice, but such a troublemaker. I wish I had a more reliable brother… ” Freya, who playfully trailed off, changed the conversation

 

lady had a very

my family. Enzo was a knight, not a cardinal. That was not the

 

tend to put

baby

 

honest, I can’t think of anything. I’ve

 

of the closest

 

if it’s not her, I’ll be careful of what I say, just in case there’s a

 

was a question that the lady, who said that she suffered because the food was not to her

the rumours, I

to come, but it’s painful knowing you’re already

a few months left, but my future already seemed dark. My body is going to die, trapped between Cesare and Izek, two

 

husband left the horse alone and disappeared somewhere, so I rode on the snobbish

 

“Don’t mind Lady Conolace.”

 

“What?”

 

used to follow Iz around a long time ago. But she’s not a bad

matter, but I nodded as if

wonderful man, so it’s not too much to

 

sweet, my lady,” Freya tilted her head to

 

stallion, she was like a goddess

 

you’ll take it, but I thought you

 

“Me? Why?”

 

you were.” The playful addition

 

if it were Rudbeckia, she would

 

still felt sorry for the original

 

can we

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