How To Win My Husband Over

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Chapter 19: My Husband's Birthday Banquet

These terrible people.

As always, taking pain killers didn't help.

I had a hard time and fell asleep. When I woke up, I realized a lot of time had already passed. As far as I know, the banquet starts at 6 p.m., but it's already past 5 p.m.

If someone had come to inform me to prepare for the banquet, they would have come sooner.

If the maid lied to me, she could have told Ellenia that I was ill and was in no condition to attend the banquet.

It was true that I wasn't feeling well, so she didn't lie to her master.

Or maybe she just told me the truth.

Either way, I couldn't stay still.

I had to check it for now. Fortunately, after a little sleep, my condition  was bearable compared to before.

"Did you call, ma'am?"

First, I pulled the rope just in case, but somehow Lucille appeared immediately.

She showed up so fast that I wondered if she was watching me.

"Can you help me? It's already this late, and I have to hurry up and change."

"But, ma'am, I heard……."

Lucille, who had blurred the end of her words vaguely, looked at me. No wonder she looked troubled.

It was not clear whether Isaac really intended to lock me up in the room or if the head maid had meticulously told the maids below her after plotting with all of the servants.

What was certain was that even if the maid gave me medicine, there wouldn't be many people on my side.

So I couldn't stay still.

I had to convince my bastard husband somehow. As long as he has shown me any emotion, I have to catch the straw.

Let's just check first, just check…….

"I know. Just help me get dressed."

"Madam, I……."

"I just want to feel better. I've been in my room for a few days, so I feel stuffy. Please?"

Lucille had an odd expression on her face, but as soon as I held out my diamond hairpin, she agreed to help me change into my new suit and sneak me into the garden.

* * *

I hid myself among the lilac bushes and tucked my embroidered handkerchief and letter into my long sleeves.

Phew, what the hell am I doing?

Being a big fan is really not for everyone. My lower abdomen and waist were throbbing mercilessly, but it was tolerable.

I'll just peek, check the atmosphere, and then……. I'll give him this present and go back.

Still, it's his birthday, but as an interesting and passionate fan, I have to give a gift as a tribute

Regardless of the situation, I had to meet him.

It was terrifying to wait impatiently for disposition in cold silence.

I didn't really eat anything for a few days, but I kept wanting to vomit.

I'd rather be beaten up, but this probation was hard to bear.

Rumbling, bang!

God, you really don't like me, huh? Why is it that the rain suddenly comes out at a time like this?