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

With Anton running off with his servant, my uncle Dennis made an allowance for Anton, and I have forgiven him that as Noah's mother, he should continue to follow Noah's side.

But that's only an adult circumstance, and no one has asked Noah, Anton's son, for his opinion. All that, when he found out about his father's work and got hurt... he started thinking about me, and the servants started to whisper.

By contrast, what does Noah think?

I feel like I've prioritized my feelings, even though I've said it for Noah. What a convenience on my own because I wanted to be Noah's mother. There's got to be something about Noah, too.

Noah hugged me as I was about to cry.

"Oh my God, don't tell me to go. I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Well, stay here forever"

"Is that okay?

"It would be nice to have my uncle and Uncle Fee, my uncle and aunt. Oh, my God, there's no such thing as a parrot."

I think I let the future Earl of Garrant make a harsh decision, while Noah, who did not hesitate to choose himself, was loving. When I stroked his head, he looked up and Noah said.

"My grandmother is just my grandmother."

"Thanks. Noah"

"But, you know, I don't want any more from now on. Me, everyone was talking about you all the time, but I knew I didn't know it, so I felt like I had been cut off. [M] It wasn't shiny, it was fun."

"I'm sorry, Noah. Oh, I'm sorry. Noah's been thinking a lot."

Noah thought about it a lot when she was six. I was ashamed of myself for thinking I was just a kid. Maybe the out-of-the-box child sees the world better than adults think.

Coming out of Noah's room, Phee kept her back on the hallway wall and waited.

"How was Noah?

"I wish you'd come into my room if you cared"

"I can't do that. You're gonna get in the way of a mother and child conversation."

"You're going to the reception room, right?

Encouraging him to stand here and say what, Phee followed him in silence. When I went into the reception room, Clara came and made me some tea.

"A good watch was about negro, wasn't it? Was Negro okay?

"Oh. I was immediately regaining consciousness and returning to the Marquis Hattere."

Apparently Fee remembered how it was, and he said it looked ridiculous.