My Husband, the Commander of Imperial Guards, Wants to Divorce Me, But I Don't Want to Part Wit

"Uncle Fee. More."

"Hold on tight, man."

"Wow."

Sounds like a fun voice in the woods. Noah begged me to go to that forest again, and I was again coming to a forest owned by the Earl of Garrant family. It's the forest where Phee lives. I felt awkward seeing him now because of one incident in the meantime.

Even though he wanted to avoid it as much as possible, Noah wanted to go to the treehouse where Phee lived. When I was reluctant to go, I said, "Well, I'm going alone," so I couldn't admit it. I started accompanying him. During this time, the samurai took Dora, who helped clean the office, and an armed veteran middle-aged man named Kieran to the escort.

That's where I came across Phee, but Phee's attitude didn't change anything. It looked like it had eaten a shoulder watermark. Everything in the meantime was like it was a lie. It was like nothing happened. I couldn't help but notice that as far as I'm concerned.

I feel more like I'm just thinking about Fee than Anton, who's gone these days.

From myself to Phee, I refused to accept the topic, but now I couldn't believe myself for not seeing a change in his attitude, which made me learn something frustrating on my own. Seems like he cares about Fee now.

Being alone and stuffy, Phee and Noah had a friendly conversation.

"Uncle Fee, what is this?

It's Blanco.

Treehouse saw only a slight change from when it came before. Such a change that if you don't pay attention and see it, you're likely to overlook it. Flat planks were lowered horizontally with rope to the tree next to the big tree on the treehouse. I look familiar. It's a plaything that Fee made me when I was a kid. Now I remember playing with my brother and the children of the territory.

Dora, the samurai who was following us, and Kieran, the escort, were looking at them and circling their eyes. Kieran looks at the treehouse and says, "Brilliant," he leaks his voice.

"Hang out?"

Noah tilted her neck.

"Doesn't Noah know Blanco? Want a ride?

"How do you do that? Uncle, tell me."

This is how Blanco plays.

I ride and teach myself that Fee is an example first. When Phee ripped out Blanco, Noah said, "I want to do it too!," he expressed interest.

Fee stops Blanco and teaches him how to ride Noah. The Dora I was watching said, "It's dangerous," and I tried to get into a stop, but I stopped it.

"If you sit on the board like this, you rock it back and forth like a pendulum. Stretch your legs when you step forward. Break your legs when you step back."

"Like this?"

"Yes, yes. So thoughtful."

"Wow. Wow!"

"What do you say? Scared?"

"Yeah. It's not frightening at all. Dashi ~ i"

Fee pushes Noah's back from behind sitting on the blanco. Noah said yes. And, laughing, Fee kept pushing as Noah sought. I'm talking about a good looking after Phee. I'm sure he would be a good father to the child.

Dora seemed to feel something dangerous about the Bronco she saw for the first time, but when she saw the two of them playing fun, she seemed to know that it would be a fun plaything if she didn't misuse it. I watched him smile.