How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 17

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Izek slammed the door as soon as I followed him in. The sound of the door closing was loud. Tears welled up in fear, but I held it in.

 

“Sit down.”

 

I hesitated and sat on a nearby chair.

 

Izek, who sighed as if he was trying to suppress his boiling anger, was in a messy state. His clothes were covered in dirt, sweat had drenched them all the way to the back of his neck, and his silvery hair was all over the place.

 

“Alright.” He finally straightened himself up, folded his arms, and gazed straight at me.

 

His eyes, which had been blazing with heat, were already bone-chilling now.

 

“Tell me what happened.”

 

What was he trying to do?

 

I gulped dry saliva down my throat, and quickly began to explain, “While riding, Lady Furiana asked me to compete till the other side, so I started first along the path she told me. Suddenly. something popped out of the bushes and grabbed my ankle and pulled me. I was trying to get out of its grasp, but I couldn’t manage since I had hit my head hard.”

 

I caught my breath, wondering whether I should tell him that I met Popo monster or not, but his expression was so unusual that I stopped.

 

His gaze was somewhat empty…

 

“Freya said you ran into the woods to play on your own. Even though she told you not to.”

 

“What? What do you mean…”

“So, Freya lied to us? Is that what you’re trying to say?” His eyes, which had been suppressing his anger, shone coldly.

 

What the hell was going on?

 

I felt like I had been hit on the head.

(T/N: You already have been hit once, sweetie.)

Why did Freya say that? Why? Why would she do that? Just because she didn’t want to take responsibility? Afraid to say that she had offered to play first?

No, it was not that. I was sure she didn’t have any animosity until today, so why would she do that? She didn’t even seem to care about me, but what was up all of a sudden? I didn’t expect to be kidnapped by Popo but she had definitely shown me the wrong way. And now thanks to her, Izek misunderstood me. I was no match for Freya here, and it was only natural for Izek to trust her more than me. Once I was branded wrong, and if something similar was repeated in the future, he would be swept away by the wrong impression. I’d be chucked into the swamps. It was something I’d learned from experience.

 

Why was she messing with me like this?

It was then that Izek, who was silently looking at me, lost for a moment, spat out in a subdued tone, “You, just go back.”

 

“What?”

 

to Romagna, I’ll send

 

…what did that mean?

 

marry me only to prevent

 

or Cesare was in a situation where I could not ask for divorce if I wished, and on the other hand, I was a hostage that Britannia could not easily let go of. But it hadn’t even been a month since I

 

personal fear of my family, Ellenia would marry Prince Dorias in half a year.

 

me, my father’s spies here

 

can’t do anything and just go back home like this,

 

me, so go back to your house. As you may have known, this is not where you belong.” His voice sounded as cold as a knife. His calm tone, which was completely drained

 

was too unexpected for him to explode because he thought I was trying to drive

 

don’t think the original Rudbeckia had ever been so hard on Freya that this kind

 

Knock, knock.

 

to the door, sweeping his hair

 

before the physician arrives,

 

“I-I don’t want to.”

 

“What?”

 

Bam!

 

was tingling, but I didn’t care. Instead, I hugged

 

Even if I got

 

hell are

 

It’s all my fault. Please

 

knew crying would irritate him, but there was nothing else

 

knees sobbing and clasping my hands together. Izek was staring down at me

that Lady Furiana lied to me? I’ll, I’ll apologize to her.

 

you tell me to do. I’ll take any punishment. Even if I’m treated badly,

 

which was half-frozen, slowly became

 

and pulled me up. I closed my eyes,

 

hate you so

 

voice made

 

already aware of

 

spoke to me in such a determined and

 

growled with each word, his fiery gaze burning

 

“Hic…”

 

to me, and why do I care about whether you die or not….All you do is f*cking troublesome. I can’t figure out why I’m so concerned, so I’m really annoyed. I’d rather you go around with a sassy smirk like this was your hometown. So, why do you keep behaving like this? What the hell are you? All you’re talking about is

 

What…?

 

it out. That’s why I hate you and

 

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