How to Get My Husband on My Side

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“I’m sorry, my Lady. I was stupid. I asked you to go first, but when I heard you went missing, I got so scared of Iz’s reaction that I ended up lying to him…… Really, I’m so ashamed to admit this.”

Freya, who repeatedly bowed her head, her purple eyes glistening with tears, seemed truly sorry.

If I hadn’t known much about their relationship, I might have forgiven her.

She said she was scared of Izek’s reaction? What dog sh*t. And if she was really sorry, she would tell him the truth later. Why would she only tell me? Ah, she was somewhat scary.

Depending on how I react here, I’d get to know Freya’s true self.

Of course, I would continue to look insignificant. Especially for her.

“It’s okay, that’s possible. Lady Furiana didn’t know that such an accident would happen. I understand everything, so don’t worry.”

“If I hadn’t made such an offer in the first place, my lady…”

“It’s really okay. It’s a secret, but this was actually a little fun. This had never happened in Romagna. I feel sorry that the paladins had been working so hard to find me until late at night, but I was fine.”

When I smiled brightly like a child, she stared into my eyes as if she were searching for something, and then grinned, like she understood. It may be just my gut feeling, but at first glance, she seemed to be ridiculing me.

“I see what you mean. But I’m glad my Lady is okay. Feel free to let me know if there’s anything I can do for you in the future.” Suddenly, I could tell why I didn’t feel any animosity from her until now.

I was not worthy of hostility to her. Not at all. I didn’t know what suddenly offended her, but Freya was an old friend of Izek and Ellenia. Her position was unparalleled in the North.

No matter what happened, no one would believe me.

It was ironic that in this dark situation, the final boss: my husband, is my last ray of hope. The problem was that I hadn’t even seen a strand of his hair since that night. To make matters worse, I couldn’t even dare to take a step outside the mansion even after my injured ankle was healed.

The guards in the mansion watched me with their eyes wide open as if they were very happy about the situation. Ellenia seemed to be very angry with me and stuck to a very bystander-like attitude.

Haa.


I couldn’t even go out of the mansion even after my ankle healed.

I had to see his face to check if I had a chance of surviving or not!

If he made a decision, threw away all my hard work, and sent me home, I… I didn’t want to even imagine what was going to happen next.

“The banquet will be held soon.”

But Ellenia was less heartless compared to her brother. She visited me and kindly reminded me of the event I had forgotten.

My husband’s birthday, in the midst of the cold and ruthless winter, was approaching. Summer had already ended.

can I

going to do what I do every year, so it’s fine. By the way, all

she retorted with a

felt that I would only gain more haters, and not provide help. So I decided not to

saying a word, and got up, “I’ll be a little busy until the day before the party. I told

been placed under the mercy of these scumbags, who were anxious to kick me out, for a

why do

take care of me, but after the night of the

I pulled the rope by my bed because I needed something, a maid with an unpleasant look

named Lucille or something –

know who was going on, so I didn’t want to

  felt as threatening

because I didn’t know when or where he’d go. After nearly half a day of racking my brain, I decided to just rely on experience. Since it was difficult

brought me an embroidery kit as

to still

know you enjoyed

in my bedroom all day, maybe because she thought it

I just grinned.

“I’m just practicing.”

it for the

but it’s been a while, so I don’t know if it’ll

mind the advice of this humble servant, a

“Willow…”

with. But now it’s been a long time since it was cut down,

light brown eyes glowed with a mean look, along with that thin smile. I got goosebumps at that moment, but

good information.

no intention of embroidering the

the type to fall into such cheap sentiments, her hate for me was too much to actually ask me to do this. I didn’t know exactly what caused Omerta’s mother to die such a tragic death, but I clearly remembered that she had committed suicide

couldn’t believe she

beaten to death

off the fire on purpose

was just a suggestion, but it was very obvious,

getting kicked out of here, but I won’t allow

thought of my first night here, I naturally thought of

same as it. The Gargoyle in the basement where Cesare had once pushed me into. My

Rudbeckia had some

to do this. No, I didn’t think there was a

and made it clear that it couldn’t understand what anyone else