How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 3

 

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“No.”

 

“Why not?”

 

“Because Elly said so.”

 

“Ugh, seriously, why do you try to get on my nerves every time we talk?”

 

“It’s not my fault that you have a thing for my little sister, you weirdo.”

 

Ivan knew that it was pointless to try and argue with him so he chose his next words carefully.

 

“What I’m trying to say is that, while you’ve been screwing around over here, your wife arrived from the South. I’m not telling you to go run and greet her, but at least have dinner with her on her first night here…”

 

“Judging by the looks of you, it seems like there are plenty of people willing to meet with her while I’m screwing around.”

 

Ivan let out a long sigh of defeat.

 

Izek smirked at him while untying his gauntlet straps.

 

“Am I wrong?”

 

“As a paladin of the North, I felt it was my duty to go and monitor Borgia’s spy—”

 

“Enough of your bullsh*t.”

 

“F*ck, fine, I admit it. I went and saw her because I was curious. Curious what the pope’s famous daughter looked like in person. Is that so wrong? If you’re so irritated by me going then why didn’t you go yourself, huh? Izek van Omerta you rude little sh*thead!”

 

“……”

 

“Sorry… I guess I got a little carried away.”

 

“Yeah.”

 

Despite his delicate appearance which earned him the nickname ‘The Flower Knight’, Ivan was, to put it bluntly, incredibly short-tempered.

 

“You’re not gonna ask?”

 

“Ask what?”

 

“You know, if she really looks like her portrait, how her personality is, that kind of stuff. You’re not curious at all?”

 

“Not really.”

 

“Whatever. Either way you should still meet her. After all, it’s your obligation as her husband. And I’m only telling you this because I can’t stand to see you turn out like that duke—Rembrandt whatever-his-name-is—and become an international mockery. Lord knows what would happen if you were to get on the pope’s bad side.”

 

work and Rudbeckia’s stubborn personality were an obvious recipe for disaster.

 

that it was next

 

the way from the Port of Elmus to Omerta Castle, Ivan had

 

Evanste, who had acted as a representative at the Vatican’s marriage ceremony, she suffered from seasickness the entire journey. Yet, in spite of that, all he could think about was her

 

and round, shimmering blue

 

Like she would shatter

 

not comprehend, Ivan felt responsible for

 

“She’s small.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“She’s small, really small.”

 

you saying

 

you would be enough to kill her. It’s not like I don’t understand where you’re coming from, but try to think about it from her perspective too. She’s been forced to come all the way here basically as a hostage. It must be incredibly frightening and lonely for

 

pick up his sword, paused

 

“Seriously, who are you?”

 

of Sistina, is now my comrade’s wife. So you better get

 

was once a time when you swore

 

know, my little sister cried when she heard the news that

 

little sister was

 

her to forget about a

 

give up. And now I’m jealous that she

 

capable of manipulating you,

 

what I was trying to say is

 

you seriously fall for

 

shrill,

 

it straight

 

I’m really sorry,

 

should cut off this

 

“Aaaaah! P-Please don’t, sir!”

 

going on, it must have just looked like a knight harassing a pitiful

 

scream did Ivan finally let go

 

is it? Why’re you bothering us again,

 

make sure both his ears were

 

Lorenzo absentmindedly. To Lorenzo, he looked no different than

 

“M-My older sister…”

 

“What?”

 

her, b-but for the time

 

even understand what Lorenzo was talking

 

rambling on

 

marriage is over, please stay away from my sister! If you don’t,

 

have no shame, huh? You haven’t even met her once and

 

it was prejudice, then why did my sister lock herself in her room crying right after visiting Omerta Castle? She’s never done anything

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