How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 3

 

***

“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.”

 

were an obvious recipe for disaster. Some people were already

 

that Izek just marry Flaya instead. He knew that it

 

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

 

spite of that, all he could think about

 

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

 

so delicate. Like she would

 

even he could not comprehend, Ivan felt responsible for

 

“She’s small.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“She’s small, really small.”

 

saying

 

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

 

was about to pick up his sword, paused

 

“Seriously, who are you?”

 

too. And the pope’s daughter, the angel of Sistina, is now my

 

once a time when you swore

 

when she heard the news that you were getting married.

 

was six years

 

forget about a

 

but she won’t give up. And now I’m jealous that she cares more about you than

 

already capable

 

trying to say is

 

famous for their shiny exterior, but did you seriously fall for her after looking at her once and now you’re planning on betraying

 

a shrill, high-pitched voice

 

his sword, pointing it straight at the

 

I’m really sorry,

 

should cut off

 

“Aaaaah! P-Please don’t, sir!”

 

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

 

making him let out another scream did Ivan finally let

 

is it? Why’re you bothering us again,

 

teary, Lorenzo frantically checked to make

 

no different than a frost wolf that had just

 

“M-My older sister…”

 

“What?”

 

think it’d be great if you married her, b-but

 

all. It seemed like he didn’t even understand

 

the hell are you rambling on about now?!

 

meant is that, until your current marriage is over, please stay away

 

haven’t even met her once and your big, fat head

 

herself in her

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255