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

"Why, it's you. I deserve him better."

"Stop......"

When the two of us were rubbing together, the vase on the side table caught on my sleeve, making a loud noise and falling to the floor and cracking. Meal, who had refrained in the next room from the sound, appeared with several samurai as to what was going on.

"How are you? Mama."

When she peeled her eyes when she saw me being grabbed by Anna, she immediately went in with the other maids to stop Anna.

"Please don't. Anna."

"Why not? Why, it's me?

Anna was separated from me. The samurai stand before me like shields. Anna said abominably when she saw it.

"What. Even you admitted to me as the mistress of this mansion?

"... because we didn't know what was going on."

"You must have blown something into this woman, didn't you?

Anna hunched her nose back in the palm of the ladies she thought were her own people. Meal looks at the other samurai and then tells them like he represented everyone else.

"We were called by your husband the other day. So I asked about your wife. He was mourned for deeply hurting his wife, Yurika, because of her untruthful actions."

"Liar. No, I'm not the bad guy."

"My husband wants to start over with Yurika. Anna was a collaborator at work, but she's having trouble talking to her private life beyond that. If Yurika was ever offended by her mind, she wouldn't hesitate to tell me."

I see Anton was hitting his hand first. Because of that, I was convinced by Meal that he was starting to get a peek at his complexion. Meal called out about me, so Anton must have been scared to say something like that.

If Anna, who has said it as her mistress, is wrong and is asked that the person she accuses is the one who will be her mistress, it must have been difficult to do it only after she has done something rude.

I didn't want to get back together, but I couldn't forgive Anna. Meal said ruthlessly as he was looking at it.

"Come on, Anna. Please leave. If you're willing to do anything more to Yurika, I'd like to report it to your husband."

"I get it. I'm leaving. What are you doing here?"

Anna walked out of the room when she seemed abominably poisoned. The appearance of the woman who broke my happiness when she left became a lonely thing that no one would drop off.