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.”

 

this marriage was going to last. Izek’s obsession with his work and Rudbeckia’s stubborn personality were an obvious recipe for disaster. Some people were already betting on the number of weeks left before the marriage

 

knew that

 

all the way from

 

seasickness the entire journey. Yet, in spite of that, all he could think about was

 

golden hair and round, shimmering blue eyes—her face was

 

fragile, so delicate. Like she would shatter from a

 

reasons even he could not comprehend, Ivan felt responsible

 

“She’s small.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“She’s small, really small.”

 

you saying

 

from, but try to think about it from her perspective too. She’s been forced to come all the way here basically as

 

about to pick up his

 

“Seriously, who are you?”

 

daughter, the angel of Sistina, is now my comrade’s wife. So you better

 

when you

 

my little sister cried when she heard the news that

 

was six years

 

about a bad

 

she won’t give up. And now I’m jealous

 

she’s already capable

 

was trying to say

 

you seriously fall for her after looking at her once and

 

a shrill,

 

out his sword, pointing it

 

I’m really

 

off this ear

 

“Aaaaah! P-Please don’t, sir!”

 

didn’t know what was going on, it must have just

 

him let out another scream did Ivan finally let go of the fifteen

 

it? Why’re you

 

to make sure both his ears

 

looked no different than a frost wolf that had

 

“M-My older sister…”

 

“What?”

 

be great if you married her, b-but for the time being, I beg you to pretend like you don’t

 

like he didn’t even understand what Lorenzo was talking about. So

 

you rambling on about now?! Kids

 

is over, please stay away from my sister! If you don’t, t-that Borgia witch

 

her once and

 

in her room crying right after visiting Omerta Castle?

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