My Husband, the Commander of Imperial Guards, Wants to Divorce Me, But I Don’t Want to Part With My Angelic Stepchild.

"Anton knew that, didn't he?

"I think so. I was aware of Anna's identity."

"Then why rush off...? It's ridiculous."

"I think so, too. I don't know how you acted like that. But this doesn't seem to have been suggested by Anna, it seems to have been Anton's own behavior."

"To throw away my lovely Noah? What do you think Captain Kingsguard's position is?

There is a flurry of anger against Anton, who is not here.

"I wouldn't be able to act like that first. If you have someone to protect, you can't leave them because they're going to protect you."

"Normally, yes."

"Yuri? Are you mad?

"Yeah. I'm mad at you. To Anton."

Why didn't you talk to me about a word? Were you that unreliable? That serious husband is lamentable. You didn't think about causing all this commotion and going to your father-in-law or your son?

I didn't think my husband was such an inconvenient man.

Even if I left it to my husband to decide what to do with a spy if he talked to me, I feel like I've been stopped about running off. I don't know what Anton's after, but I feel like I could've stopped you two from leaving the country.

"Why are you acting quietly? If I didn't count on you, talk to someone else. My father-in-law, Zaire, Fee and so many other people I could count on... You couldn't trust anyone."

"Yuri"

"'Cause I don't regret it. Even if he was his wife. And yet I, I don't know anything about that guy. I don't know what you're thinking. But...!

My heart was filled with regret. Three years after we became husband and wife, I tried to be an understandable wife to that man. But trying to walk over didn't narrow the distance down a bit. I understood that to that man there was no shard of interest with me. They weren't more interested than Anna.

"Yuri wanted me to talk to you about something, didn't she? You wanted him to trust you, didn't you?

Fee speaks of my mood. Fee felt like the best understander of my feelings. Fee knows me well. He spread his hands as a grain of regret dripped on his cheek and fell zero.

"Look. I'll just lend it to you. It's now exclusive."

"Fee......"

When I pressed my forehead against his chest, all right, my back was considered a ton. I feel like a toddler. It was warm in Fee's arms. I never did this to Anton. Because he didn't try to get more touch than he needed to.

I thought that wasn't enough, but my husband wasn't interested in me, so naturally. Fee whispered under my ear immersed in self-inflicted abuse.

"His mother was..."

It was warm in his arms, but the wind was as cold as stabbing him in the cheek.