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.”

 

no one believed that 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

 

Izek just marry Flaya instead. He knew that it was next to impossible and Izek was

 

who had travelled all the way from

 

Lord 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 radiant smile as she stepped off the boat. She really was as beautiful as the

 

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

 

fragile, so delicate. Like she would shatter

 

even he could not comprehend, Ivan felt responsible

 

“She’s small.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“She’s small, really small.”

 

saying

 

try to

 

to pick up his sword, paused and

 

“Seriously, who are you?”

 

pope’s daughter, the angel of Sistina, is now my comrade’s wife. So you better get your *ss over there and meet

 

there was once a time when you swore you

 

cried when she heard the news that you were

 

sister was six

 

to forget about

 

And now I’m jealous

 

capable of

 

was trying to say is

 

their shiny exterior, but did you seriously fall

 

shrill, high-pitched voice

 

sword, pointing it straight at the approaching boy.

 

S-Sorry, I’m really sorry, s-sir,

 

should cut off this

 

“Aaaaah! P-Please don’t, sir!”

 

didn’t know what was going on, it must have just looked like a knight harassing a pitiful

 

did Ivan finally let go of the fifteen

 

Why’re you

 

checked to make sure both his ears were still

 

looked no different than a frost wolf that

 

“M-My older sister…”

 

“What?”

 

your current marriage ends, I think it’d be great if you married her, b-but for the time being, I beg you to pretend like you don’t know my sister at

 

It seemed like he didn’t even understand what

 

you rambling on about now?!

 

please stay away from my sister!

 

really have no shame, huh? You haven’t even met her once and your big, fat head is already full of

 

not prejudice! If it was prejudice, then why did my sister lock herself in her room crying right after visiting Omerta Castle? She’s never done anything like

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