How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 120

Chapter 120 – A continuation of Freya’s frustration and Ruby’s wrath

The contents of the table were swept away.

The finely prepared teacups, plates, and trays with assorted refreshments were jumbled up together and haphazardly laid scattered on the grass.

We behaved like lions in the jungle, fiercely holding onto each other’s hair with a tight grip.

“What does your dissatisfaction with your mother’s eyes have to do with me?” (Ruby)

“What… what do you know about my mother! Don’t slander her!” (Freya)

You don’t even know what my mother looks like yet you insulted her first! (Ruby)

Then, a loud knocking sound simultaneously accompanied by the sound of several people shouting could be heard.

“Madam, Madam!”

“Ruby, what the hell is going on? Ruby!”

The greenhouse was made of glass so everything could be seen from the outside even if the door could not open.

Though the scene was partly obscured by an array of colorful, southern fountains and trees, it was still apparent that there was a commotion taking place.

However, there was no time for neither Freya nor I to pay attention to the details.

“You don’t deserve any of this! Everything you have now was mine! Iz, Ellen, and everyone else has been mine from the beginning! If only you hadn’t appeared······!”

“Isn’t it because you’re like this and not because I showed up? Be honest with yourself!”

“Who are you to preach to me? I’m of a different kind to you, my mother cannot be compared to your mother! We were born gifted.” (다고나다 – be born w/, be gifted w/, be endowed w/, be inborn). ****SEE T/N Note at the bottom about Freya’s mentality

“So your perfect, flawless mother taught you it’s acceptable to brazenly spout lies to your friends?”

“My! Don’t insult my mother with that mouth!”

“You attacked my mother first! Moreover, you’re the one that’s insulting your own mother with the way you’re acting! Don’t you feel sorry? Sorry for your friends? Sorry for Ellen who has trusted you for so many years? You don’t deserve them in the first place if you don’t feel that way for Ellen, Iz, or anyone else!”

The hands that were pulling at my hair from the roots fell off.

My hands also released their grip on her hair at the same time.

The area was strewn with my dark, knotted blonde hair clumped with Freya’s pale, dull blonde hair like tumbleweeds.

“Ruby! Open this door! Ruby! Frey! Freya van Furiana! Can’t you open this door right now?”

Elenia’s command was powerful and intimidating.

Indeed, her terrifying words immediately froze the conversation.

She’s not an Omerta for no reason.

Freya made eye contact with me and glared while everyone continued to yell.

Her expression was distorted with tears unexpectedly welling up in her blurred, purple eyes.

“What are you crying about?”

“I’m not crying”.

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“Then stop it! What despicable kind of acting are you going to show us now?”

do you know about me or how hard I work,

have no conscience, you’re the one who first preached without knowing anything about me! Whining and crying over things like this, what would you know about things you’ve never been

“…I, ha, I…!”

like that! I don’t know what turned a fortunate child like you into someone crooked and heartless, but at least I didn’t commit atrocious, vile acts against anyone! I only did my best to survive every day, but unlike you, I didn’t harass people to great lengths to

pain when I saw what he did in the mirror room! Why the hell do you always disrupt things like that? It’s beyond common sense….why does everyone change only when it comes to you? What the hell are you to

pretty obvious, but I’ll write this anyway, when Freya says “why the hell do you always disrupt things like that?” she’s referring to how Ruby’s hidden

her cream ladened, mangled face as her voice, which had bellowed with indefinite strength,

were at the temple, did you and your uncle plan

the stone was explained in Ch 31 – “The Magic Stone was not just a stone, but an object that was used as a bait for summoning demons. One combined the Magic

.

her face with her sleeve,

was half impulsively thrown at her

are you talking

want. We’ll find out one way or another once we take a closer

just stop what was happening that time! Don’t make assumptions without having all the facts! As for my uncle, what he did was entirely for me and my

amazing. I feel honored that you went so far as to endure the pain of vomiting blood just to get rid of me. Were you that ambitious to be a

“······.”

seems your uncle shares the same goal as you but your

important than a hundred-word

늘어놓는 백 마디 계획보다 한 번의 달성이 중요한

takes priority over taking the time to explain your objectives as it could have been questioned and dampened before it could be executed. She probably thought it’s better to just do it and let people see the

come to fruition? Does the marquis know that

it seems, are you threatening me right

“What if I was?”

“……”

do you have lingering feelings

“…….”

me, but you should

I just

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sorry for causing a disturbance that day? I feel sorry for your rude, younger brother for accusing me without knowing anything and being beaten by the marquis for

course, I didn’t have any sympathy for stupid, pitiful Lorenzo, but I said so just to

say anything

was lowering her head and

loud, thumping sound reverberated through the garden, which

seemed that Elenia broke

all, they (the Omertas) were wild

“How·······.”

instant, people poured

until my precious

silence was too

could only speculate how our childish actions, sitting on the floor all the while with clothes in disarray and scattered hair everywhere, must have

tumbleweeds were gently carried along by the subtle wind coming in from outside of the greenhouse and dispersed

faces of the loyal escort

know why he was present, awkwardly rubbed his shoulders and gave an accidental squeak at the flying masses of

Princess looked much calmer in contrast. She wore an expression of shock herself but the bloody undercurrent

hell

of the question prompted the appearance of goosebumps on

for someone who had mastered the art of crying to her advantage. She seemed

opened my mouth though I was

had a bit of

from looking at

“Don’t be angry ·····.”

at your face, Ruby! Frey,

at me through her ugly, tangled mess

to

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