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.”

 

to last. Izek’s obsession with his work and Rudbeckia’s stubborn personality were

 

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

 

the way from

 

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 rumors made her out to

 

round, shimmering blue eyes—her face was as beautiful

 

so delicate. Like she would

 

he could not comprehend, Ivan felt

 

“She’s small.”

 

“Huh?”

 

“She’s small, really small.”

 

saying

 

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

 

to pick up his sword, paused and

 

“Seriously, who are you?”

 

Sistina, is now my comrade’s wife. So you better get your *ss over there

 

once a time when you swore you would

 

heard the news that you were getting

 

was six years

 

forget about a bad

 

what I told her but she won’t give up. And now I’m jealous that she cares more

 

capable of manipulating you,

 

to

 

Borgias were famous for their shiny exterior, but did you seriously fall for

 

a shrill, high-pitched voice cried

 

sword, pointing it straight

 

I’m really sorry, s-sir,

 

I should cut off

 

“Aaaaah! P-Please don’t, sir!”

 

know what was going on, it must have just looked like a

 

another scream did Ivan finally let go of the fifteen

 

you

 

to make sure both his ears were

 

crossed, glanced at Lorenzo absentmindedly. To Lorenzo, he looked no different than a frost wolf that had just escaped the

 

“M-My older sister…”

 

“What?”

 

marriage ends, I think it’d be great if you married her, b-but for the time

 

didn’t react at all. It seemed like he didn’t even understand what Lorenzo was

 

you rambling

 

marriage is over, please stay away

 

huh? You haven’t even met her once and your big, fat head is already full of

 

prejudice, then why did my sister lock herself in her room crying right

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