How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 51

“Oh…”

 

This is a disaster! Oh my god! Save me! My first night!

 

“I-I’m sorry. Are you alright?”

 

“It’s just alcohol.” He answered back, saying it was not a big deal, took out a handkerchief and wiped the wet back of his hand.

 

His tone was so monotonous that I was staring blankly, but my eyeballs almost popped out.

 

What? Wasn’t this the handkerchief I’d given him?

 

No matter how hard I looked at it, this was definitely that handkerchief. The one with the sunflower, that I worked hard to make for his birthday!

 

Originally, I was going to embroider Rudbeckias, but I thought I would be rejected, so I decided to stitch sunflowers to show my loyalty.….

 

Hoooooo?

 

“I’m going to…….”

 

“Eat.”

 

Yes.

I quickly sat back and concentrated on the pudding.

 

I thought it would be a relief if he didn’t throw it away in a corner, but it was very surprising to see him carry it around. He was such a surprising fellow.

***

“Your hair is really pretty. It looks like a golden spider web.”

 

While I soaked myself in a bathtub with all kinds of petals and medicinal herbs, including fragrance oil, and dried my wet hair, brushing it with a comb, Ronja spoke up.

“You’re babbling all the time. And what do you mean by spider web?”

 

Of course, that wasn’t what I said. It sounded like Lucille, who was combing my hair together.

 

After Ronja came, Lucille was always on watch as if she were dealing with her competitor, maintaining an unkind attitude towards her.

 

She was anxious, thinking she’d lose the chance to get jewelry from me.

 

“I meant it as a compliment. I’m sure you understood my true feelings.”

 

“Who do you think you are to speak your heart out? So funny.”

 

Of course, Ronja didn’t just take her nonsense.

 

After a few days of watching, unlike her shy first impression, she was quite brave and confident.

 

She showed no sign of intimidation from other maids who had worked here for years. In addition, her hands were amazing..

 

I wanted to say something, but it’s hard to move my mouth because of the mud pack stuck to my face.

 

Now that the day of the banquet in question came near, I was suffering from prior banquet arrangements, compared to when I had groaned to myself on my husband’s birthday.

 

my hair, I washed the mud pack on my face, rinsed my face again with some clean water, clipped

 

a long

it, you’re a

 

was no different

 

went to all the high-class social gatherings, including charity parties, experts helped me dress up. It’d been a very familiar procedure since

 

“It’s over, my lady.”

 

know what the hell was going on with

 

that there may be a terrible conspiracy that I had not thought

 

like he was going to make me look pretty and take me to the amusement park before dumping.… No, no, no! Let’s not have bad delusions. It

 

to waste energy shivering with anxiety. Let’s think

 

“Oh…”

 

lady. You look like a summer

 

red as she

 

very beautiful, and

 

face… It would have been better if I hadn’t known beautiful people in my present and past life, but

 

rotten I was inside, I appeared like a beautiful and lovely Southern woman in the

 

blonde hair had milky pearl decorations, and my makeup made my complexion more

 

satin dress with wide lace sleeves

 

should I have chosen another dress? After wearing

 

fashionable, provocative red,

 

like it, my

 

“Yes, thank you all.”

 

time to pick out other clothes, and I’ll only

 

to fall for that, he would have been in love with me before he

 

heard you’re all

 

took a short break, sipping the tea that Ronja brought, Ellenia

 

I was

 

no one dares

 

a delicate silver dress and a simple platinum tiara, was literally like a winter goddess. She

 

look so beautiful

 

“…Ruby looks lovely, too.”

 

I wish. Hoho.

 

her eyes slightly lowered, was the head

 

eyes glancing

 

still don’t like me, do you? I

 

anything

 

“No, I’m fine.”

 

very enthusiastic. I’d never

Haha. Damn it.

 

first. If there’s anything wrong, you can tell

 

nodded hard, and

 

who followed politely, looked more

 

be vulnerable and pathetic  in front of Ellenia, even though I’m a fox?

 

talking about my anorexia and experience, Ellenia was treating me a

 

nervous about how long this would last, but

 

envied Freya. Because she was Ellenia’s

 

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