How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 32

While contemplating alone, I hypothesized about Freya’s poisoning attempt.

A man who was dissatisfied with the Furiana family and the temple.

But then, how did he get his hands on the Magic Stone? Maybe from the black market? It was a world of illegal clerical trafficking, as well as holy goods trafficking, so it was possible through the black market routes.

 

The question was why? Why would they use Magic Stone, which would obviously make people suspicious of us, compared to other poison?

 

That is; animosity against me. Maybe someone who wanted to get rid of me?

 

Maybe Cesare? He didn’t want me to get attached to this place, or…He wanted things to get worse between me and Izek?

 

Cesare could handle Magic Stones at will and he definitely hoped that I would have a bad relationship with my husband more than anyone else. But, why would he do something that he didn’t do in the original… Was he bothered by what I had done, informed by someone inside the Elendale Temple? Didn’t I just walk in and out of the temple like Rudbeckia in the original book? Was he annoyed to hear that I went to the temple with Izek not too long ago?

 

Ah, that day I was hugged by Izek, and even kissed him on the cheek in front of the archbishop and other priests. He might have been irritated to hear about that.

 

He was told that we seemed to get along surprisingly well, and he got pissed off because of that… Ugh, if it’s true, you’re the king of psychos, Cesare!

 

It was only a speculation, but quite plausible.

 

I unconsciously overlooked that psycho’s craziness and obsession while dealing with my psycho husband.

 

No, but why would that b*stard do such a crazy thing? He was putting so many people in danger by using Magic Stone, hoping that I’d be beaten to death by my husband!

 

If something went wrong with Freyag, what would have happened to me by now? It was scary just to imagine. I thought all I needed to do was stop Ellenia’s poisoning, but this was a bolt from the blue!

 

I had expected that after I had my first night with Izek and everything went as planned,  once it’d reach Cesare’s ears, I would have to suffer alone during the match season.

 

But this ambush… or maybe this whole thing could be Freya’s play… no, this was too much. It didn’t make sense to risk her life just because she was a little offended.

 

Hah, I don’t know. All I know is I’m going to die.

I wonder what he’s thinking by now. I felt more anxious because I couldn’t see his face all this time. Of course, I didn’t have lunch with him, and he didn’t leave any words behind, so the stress was killing me. It would have been much better if he had just talked to me like his father or hit me.

 

I hated this thin ice-like floor.

 

I couldn’t stop thinking about the last look I saw.

 

He had pushed me away… of course, it would be dangerous if the blood had splattered all over me. Now, I knew how close he and Freya were.

 

being so

 

“Ugh……”

 

body felt weird. A burning pain along with a needle-like stinging sensation spread over my body. The symptoms of the annual illness had hit again. This year, both of the usual times had passed, so I was relieved, but unexpected twists continued

 

ending earlier than usual because

 

night. I got up with a burning thirst and felt nauseous as something got stuck in my throat

 

and threw up, bitter gastric fluid,

 

water bottle? Did they want me to suffer the pain Freya must have

 

Damn it. My family is my dark side, what can I do? Tomorrow, I’ll have to find a chance

 

moment later from when I left

“Ah!”

something fell. It was Ellenia who appeared suddenly and stood in front of the entrance of the

 

came back, and went

 

But…

 

expressionless face and gazing

 

me really nervous. I swallowed my dry saliva

 

“Ellen, what’s going on…”

 

Boom!

 

against the closed bathroom door. My eyes were wide, literally about to pop out. Ellenia

 

terrifying force that one

 

voice almost growled into

 

“…what?”

 

it right from the start, but

 

at my hand? Don’t tell me

 

my numb body violently. It was hard

 

makes you feel dirty, or is your goal to starve and die? What the hell are you sorry for? If

 

in the world

 

looked up at

 

to me that I wasn’t the one she was angry with. I barely opened my

 

all I can

 

blinked her eyes and lowered her gaze. Then she took her

 

“What am I…”

 

“……”

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

but she seemed somewhat confused. Her eyes were unfamiliar… as if she was

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