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.”

 

and Rudbeckia’s stubborn personality were an obvious recipe for disaster. Some people were already betting on the number

 

knew that it was next

 

way from the Port of

 

Vatican’s marriage ceremony, she suffered from seasickness the entire journey. Yet, in spite of that, all he could think about was her radiant smile as she stepped off the boat. She really was as beautiful as the rumors made

 

flowing, spiral golden hair and round, shimmering blue eyes—her face was as beautiful

 

Like she would shatter from

 

reasons even he could not

 

“She’s small.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“She’s small, really small.”

 

saying she’s

 

glare from 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

 

was about to pick up his sword, paused and

 

“Seriously, who are you?”

 

paladin too. And the pope’s daughter, the angel of Sistina, is now my comrade’s wife. So you better get

 

was once a time when you swore you would slay the

 

little sister cried when she heard the news that you were

 

sister was six

 

to forget about a bad guy

 

And now

 

capable

 

I was trying to

 

exterior, but did you seriously fall for her after

 

shrill, high-pitched voice cried

 

spun around and pulled out his sword, pointing it straight at the approaching boy. The blade’s sharp edge

 

I’m really sorry,

 

I should cut off

 

“Aaaaah! P-Please don’t, sir!”

 

must have just looked like

 

after making him let out another scream did Ivan finally let go of

 

you bothering

 

make sure both his ears were still

 

Lorenzo, he looked no different than a frost wolf that had just escaped

 

“M-My older sister…”

 

“What?”

 

her, b-but for the time being, I beg you to pretend

 

like he didn’t even understand what Lorenzo was talking about. So Ivan snapped at him

 

rambling on about

 

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

 

haven’t even met her once and your

 

in her room crying

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