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.

 

probably regretting being so kind to

 

“Ugh……”

 

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

 

than usual because of the fever the other

 

burning thirst and felt nauseous as something

 

bathroom and threw up, bitter gastric fluid, blood, and

 

my water bottle? Did they want me

 

family is my dark side, what can I do? Tomorrow, I’ll have to find a

 

later from when I

“Ah!”

fell. It was Ellenia who appeared suddenly and stood in front

 

and went to the bathroom because she

 

But…

 

standing there with an expressionless face and gazing at me, felt somewhat more

 

silent gaze made me really nervous. I swallowed my

 

“Ellen, what’s going on…”

 

Boom!

 

closed bathroom door. My eyes were wide, literally about

 

a terrifying force that

 

almost growled into my numb, deaf

 

“…what?”

 

was wondering if you’d do it right from

 

my hand? Don’t tell me you’re an

 

my numb body violently. It was

 

me. Why the hell are you doing this? Because you want attention? Is it because the food makes you feel dirty, or is your goal to starve and die? What the hell are you sorry for?

 

in the world

 

up at Elenia

 

eyes blazing like a flame. Strangely enough, it occurred to me that I

 

all I can control is my

 

followed by silence. After a short but long silence, Ellenia slowly blinked her eyes

 

“What am I…”

 

“……”

 

“I’m sorry.”

 

to have regained her usual composure, but she seemed somewhat confused. Her eyes were unfamiliar… as if she was suppressing her

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