How to Get My Husband on My Side

What should I say? Should I be honest and say that I got punished? But what if he got mad that I just lied? As I gulped dryly, he opened his mouth again, “No, it’s already done. That’s not the point.”

What?

He got me off his lap and picked up the clothing he had taken off. He put it on again and walked away….his body plopped on one side of the bed.

He didn’t say anything or do anything. He was just lying down with one arm across his forehead in silence, but I was scared to talk to him because of the unusual atmosphere.

Looking at the obvious outline of the man, a hint of irritation evident on my face, a cloud of gloom hung over me.

Damn it. I totally messed up again. My life and death depends on this, so what should I do now? I knew it was going too smoothly! I’m sure he was just leading me on!!

No, I couldn’t afford to be branded as a liar anymore.

I crept up on my knees and curled up next to him.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hide it. I was so embarrassed that I didn’t know what to say… “

“What?”

“I-I was so embarrassed to tell you that I was a stupid troublemaker… Hic, I’ll never do it again. I’m so hopeless. I was wrong. Next time, just, hic, just, hit me!”

Hiccups kept coming out, so like before, I tried to stuff my fingers in my mouth and hold my tongue, but he suddenly grabbed my hand. I raised my head in surprise.

“Stop talking.”

“Hic…?”

“I told you it wasn’t like that.”

His burning eyes were fixed on me. As I closed my mouth with a flinch, Izek let out a sigh.

“Come here.”

I was dragged and laid down as soon as he grabbed me.

It felt very strange to lie down with my head resting on his shoulder, grasping his iron-like forearm.

The heavy silence was disturbing.

What was this?

When I lifted my head, his eyes were busy taking me in.

Oh, our eyes met.

“I don’t know why you stop trying to breathe every time. Does that stop you from hiccuping?”

“I, hic, I thought you might have misunderstood me as a liar.”

“I hate lying very much.”

“Hic.”

were a liar, you wouldn’t be lying

so he didn’t think I lied yet. Haa, it took ten years. Then, why did he

“Well… “

you. I’m just… better off another

course, it wasn’t soft, but

Will another day

has already been turned upside down, but it’ll be annoying to whine more here. It would be better to just aim for the next opportunity. Yes, today was just not the day. I’ll work hard again and

I held myself together, I put my chin on his chest and fluttered my eyelashes,

“Are you that worried?”

random answer. What did he mean

was confusing, but his low-pitched voice felt somehow bitter, so

here, do you want

“No.”

I sleep

“Do as you please.”

“Really?”

“……yes.”

Why are you acting so easy? Is it

no choice but to curl up and close my eyes tightly. How long had I been doing that? I couldn’t fall

Look at those long eyelashes.

some reason, he seemed much younger than usual. Haa… if I was in Madrid, I’d be busy preparing for a job in college by now. I acted so mature that sometimes I forget that I’m still young. I gently wriggled and peeked at his hands wrapped

me to death with this hand later. No, I would not die. I’d definitely survive. There was still hope……I let

“You’re a fool.”

the main character. You’re the main character who can do

why do you keep

human being I’ve been living, if you were frank enough

wouldn’t have felt

“Good night…”

If possible, have some good dreams

literally a feast. Seasoned reindeer meat,

was a carnivore’s meal itself. A person who could digest this from early morning would have been a very

of course the North’s best paladin was an over-healthy

to have

answered automatically. I felt like I was going to be in the same condition as the poor meat,

at me as if he doubted the sincerity of

nibbling since

“Ahaha, that’s… “

bowl.

stew. I tried my best not to look small as it was my first meal with my cold-hearted husband, but it was hard to pour greasy meat stew over a small

empty the bowl half way, Isuke had already finished the stew and herring in a bowl much larger than mine,

ascetic didn’t seem to have much to do with appetite. How the heck was all that stuff going

to bring you some bread,

“No. Leave it.”

waited diligently. They looked as nervous as ever, even tending to his breath. It felt different from eating

I had not spent the night with him, but it wasn’t too bad that I slept in one room with him, and even woke up

he’d have disappeared when I woke up. What was he thinking? I glanced at my husband across the