How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 119

Chapter 119

“It’s bad timing. Let’s just refuse her request and tell her to go home······.” (Elenia)

“No!” (Ruby)

I hastily interrupted Elenia’s words as she slowly opened her mouth.

Her red eyes widened.

“Ruby, you don’t have to force yourself to meet her. I will separately·····.” (Elenia)

“I’m not forcing myself. There’s something else I want to talk to her about.” (Ruby)

“I don’t think it’s a good idea. Besides, you have to leave soon.” (Elenia)

“We don’t know when I’ll have to leave yet, isn’t there a bit of time to spare for some tea? (Ruby)

“But Ruby·····.” (Elenia)

“It’s okay, Ellen. Really. After all, she’s Ellen’s old friend.” (Ruby)

Whether it’s for me or something else, Elenia had already sent out her nanny, who looked after her from an early age, and she shouldn’t have to be involved in these matters anymore.

Moreover, I was wondering why Freya wanted to see me.

“…Are you sure you’re okay?” (Elenia)

“Of course, did you forget what kind of person I am?” (Ruby)

***

On a snowy, winter afternoon, I unexpectedly sat down for tea at a table situated in the garden of the greenhouse, surrounded by a sumptuous spring landscape.

I was also facing Freya.

My last memory of Freya was of her appearance in the mirror room of Angvan Palace.

She was frozen and solely staring at me while everyone else was distracted by the roar of the dragon.

Indeed, Freya, who I haven’t seen in a long time, was as neat and elegant as ever.

She seemed to be at ease, yet a little less relaxed, but overall, nothing seemed to have changed much.

However, after asking to see me, she seemed unwilling to open her mouth.

Freya wasn’t the only one, we also showed no signs of initiating a dialogue.

The air in the greenhouse was warm, but it felt like a cold wind was blowing through.

It wasn’t because of me though, it was probably because of Elenia, who was sitting upright and staring at her childhood friend with a cold expression on her face.

I don’t know what happened between the two.

However, considering Elenia’s attitude, I can only guess that a decisive moment must have taken place.

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Freya was evidently neither talking to nor looking at Elenia.

shoulders and her head bowed, looking at the

this, but

would it be okay if you left us

was scheduled to leave soon anyway, but I

the glass,

Call me

her words toward me, turned her

it was finally just the two

shone through the glass ceiling and

I sipped tea and savored the

fresh lemon tarts, crisp cookies, colorful cupcakes, and, of

huge white cake that I ate this

a scornful air,

looking at me, I still went about like normal and dipped the almond cookie into the creamy pudding, pushed it into my

“…Madam.”

“What is it, Lady?”

First of all, I’m

has a pleasant smell, so do and go

Silence resumed once more.

hurry to bring up the

you going to pick a fight

looked a bit tired

to apologize to

as expected. At her convenience, she continued to spit out

the same

please don’t expect an

“········.”

are

best according to

values accumulated through various experiences from the time I was born. And after having lived with these values in

stood up with a cookie

“·······.”

strode across a diverse array of colorful flowers and bushes and

outside the entrance to retreat, they closed and

back to the table, Freyja was frozen with a

back in my seat and folded my arms

“Go on.”

the vigorous stream of water circulating

me as her face paled and continued

to help themselves, no one

thing to say. Which book is this

woman like Madam has been neglecting herself like that for so long, but it seems like an addiction. Because they said that misery and

that’s what

can’t help that my need to lament comes first. Why······ why the hell did

“······.”

have asked for anyone’s help at any time in your current position, but why didn’t you do anything until things got so bad? Why did you not think about taking a more active approach on life and let not only

rejection, death, pain, violence, fear,

had never personally experienced

whether she knew or

less curious about the moment she witnessed at that time and wanted to argue with how I

ignore the values of nobility by living so pathetically and passively, making others needlessly worry? (T/N: This is still internal monologue, from the POV of what Ruby is thinking

felt

to react like her, when they were born and raised in an entirely different

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