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

"Shall we eat?

"Yeah."

The beef stew recommended by Phee was well simmered and delicious as the beef swayed in his mouth. It contains a lot of vegetables such as carrots, potatoes and asparagus. It tasted familiar somewhere and I missed my parents' Baron family.

"Yummy......!

"I guess so. Don't you recall eating this beef stew? Hannah, get your own beef stew."

"Oh. You're your nanny, Hannah, I remember. Well, Hannah, you made me a beef stew for lunch, didn't you?

I can't remember the trigger, but when we were kids, we hung out in the woods from morning to night. Hannah, his nanny, worried about Fee, had come to see how she was doing at lunch and was carrying something to pick lightly, such as sandwiches and scones. Make a lot of it so the other kids can eat it as well as Fee. That's about as many kids come to the woods for fun.

But when it got cold, Hannah used to make stews and behave like us in the woods because it was a hassle to get here all the time. At that time, I think our escorts were helping.

It was the beef stew that Hannah was good at. I think the escorts kept it with your companion.

"What is Mr. Hannah doing now?

"He's my daughter's daughter-in-law. He lives ahead. My daughter's husband would know Yuri."

Sure, back then, Hannah was a middle-aged woman, so it's not a strange year to have a grandson by now. I heard when I was a kid that I had a daughter a few years older than myself.

"What? Who? Who could it be?"

Kieran.

"Heh. That Kieran is your son-in-law?

I'm surprised there was such a connection. Phee said, "You want me to see you next time?," he asks. Nodding at it, I thought I'd ask something. I felt like I could ask now.

"Hey, Fee"

"Yeah?"

"That's what you were about to say before... That, nine years ago. How did you disappear?

"Back then, my mother and I lived in hiding from our chasers. My father's late ex-wife and my father hid me on the edge that my mother was close to."

"What chaser?

"My late father was a bourgeoisie and a rich man there. So the people blinded by greed were aiming at their father's estate, blaming their mother for wrongdoing and trying to kick them out of the mansion. Worst case scenario, I was planning an assassination. My mother, who felt in danger, took me away with the help of her dedicated servants."

"It was. You had a rough time. Are you okay now?

"It's okay. Now that the assets belonged to my uncle, who had rightly succeeded, I no longer had to be targeted for my life. This is how I can wave the big players and walk the table."

Phee said it brightly, but I thought there must have been a lot of hard times by the time I changed my mind about that.