Chapter: 365

‘Come to think of it, it’s time for embroidery.’

The noblewomen chatted over the afternoon when there was nothing to do.

However, the Marchioness did not even think about it because she was busy complaining to her youngest daughter.

She said, “I’m so pissed off……”

‘She has said it a million times.’

Florin sat down feeling fed up.

“Mother, don’t cry.”

Poor Naen was busy trying to comfort her mother.

She had no special talents. With her ugly appearance, her main role was to be a puppeteer and consolation to her mother, the Marchioness.

“I get pissed off when I think about what she did to me and I can’t sleep.”

The Marchioness who was wearing a green damask dress was twirling her beautiful blonde hair.

She had three daughters, but she always looked younger than her age.

“His Majesty doesn’t even care about any women, but he brought that woman to the capital, gave her a mansion, and visited her often.”

“She was the wife of His Majesty, Mother.”

Florin said bluntly, inserting the embroidery needle.

“It is not unusual for His Majesty to visit her. She made it easy for him to finish the southern estate work.”

The Marchioness opened her eyes.

She looked like she wanted to yell at Florin, but she just kept her mouth shut.

“Mother……don’t be too mad. Lady Astelle is leaving soon.” (Naen)

“They said she should have left earlier, but she didn’t. When the day comes to leave, I’m sure she won’t leave again for other reasons.” (The Marchioness)

“There was no choice this time. Her nephew was sick.” (Naen)

“Was he sick?” (Florin)

Florin raised her head at those words.

The Marchioness, ignoring her second daughter, shouted angrily again.

“I mean, that little boy got sick from eating some kind of fruit. Is it Lintail fruit? Why did he get sick from eating a common thing.”