How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 115 – conversation between Ruby & Duke Omerta

“That’s how you came to us. You were placed in a complicated situation from the very beginning. That would have been obvious even if I didn’t explain it. Now, I will refrain from saying anything about my true feelings of this situation. It’s a bad habit and it’s not helpful. But what can I say? My wife had to always knock some sense into me.

“…Yes?”

“I mean, this whole time, the situation had been unexpected. So at some point, somehow, for some reason…Damn it, I’m starting to say nonsense again. I’m afraid that some things slip past me as I’m getting older. My eyes are not as sharp as they used to be.”

“…”

“I was confident that I could understand the true essence of anything but it was always just bad judgment on the part of an arrogant, old man. It’s why the children brazenly doubted their noble father.”

“Father.”

She took a deep breath and called out.

Duke Omerta, who had turned his head and coughed loudly, shrugged his sturdy shoulders and looked at me.

“Don’t say that. Father is one of the few people who can understand me better than anyone else.”

Of course.

I vividly remember a conversation we had the other day by the stables.

The expression on the Duke’s face who had been wondering whether there was any hope for his son.

I see. Now I know.

Unlike those ridiculous, suffocating days, everything feels clear to me now.

At that time, it seemed that the Duke of Omerta was really worried, he had vague suspicions that I had more in common with the deceased Duchess other than an eating disorder.

In a way, I have to thank Cesare.

Without that fuss, I probably would have walked on eggshells forever.

As time passed, I realized and regretted very late that the unconditional love present might have devolved into a disastrous relationship over time because I was already tired and overwhelmed by the steep cost of my facade.

It would have been too late even if we held on and loved each other at the end, we would have only hurt each other. Though it seemed like our love would last forever, it would have never been able to recover. We would have been trapped into a state of madness as we were swept away by the turbulent feelings of love and hate.

The Duchess’s illness must have been similar to mine.

If my anorexia originated from my desire to have control over life, maybe hers originated from wanting to turn back time.

To when she was a smaller, weaker girl and her red eyes were filled with passion and adoration. She desperately desired to return to that time when she just met a paladin…

Of course, this is all just my own speculation.

Meanwhile, Izek and the Duke had also reached an understanding unexpectedly at the same location, the stables.

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Are the stables a good place for these conversations?

matters of life and death.

“…”

in the first place. So the guilt is mine. Because I didn’t trust Iz every time and tried to deceive him instead. No, should I say that we understood each other much too late…? As

“Madam…”

like mine, they could try to make excuses, but rather than that, I want to tell you that I have misunderstood, father. I’m

“…That’s great.”

moving, it made

“Father….?”

to meet with the young dragon from now on, it will have to be under supervision. If anyone is stupid enough to talk about what happened to others, they will inevitably be charged with the crime of violating the royal

“…”

the most important thing. I was originally here to ask this question. This raid made Erendil, as well as the palace, extremely chaotic, and if Cardinal Valentino was behind it, there must have been someone who assisted him. God would

been a loyal subject of his for a long time. As soon as the

I don’t think

“Yes?”

he wants to take care of everything on his own and don’t think about

What in the world…?

my gaping mouth then smiled at the

“Father?”

finally arose from the delicate armchair and was about to walk away, stopped and looked back at me. A strange feeling of embarrassment spread across the solemn

“Is there something else…?”

I mean it in more ways than

“……”

father, can you just call me

say anything

are

would have been strange

better if I could just take it slowly and approach it step by step, the Duke, who was staring at me with a fierce look as if he

way. I sent

“…Yes?”

sent her to my relative’s

“…Oh, why?”

know about that either. My daughter suggested that I nip it in the bud before it’s too

is a bit of

the

Elenia’s fiercely loyal nanny?

Elenia suggested that first?

unbelievable change, but

reason to question it, but the

I leave. The management of the

“Well, father, just now…”

take a

the Duke

laid flat on the bed for a while and collected my

the maid…! How the hell…! This is

human being in my own way, but of course, I was relieved that

surprising and bewildering because this

can’t even imagine what the

to distance herself from the people she was close