How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 46

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“I gave that to you.”

 

There was a moment of silence. My husband, leaking the dark aura of Satan’s incarnation came into my blank view.

 

“Hey, you son of a b*tch, why are you looking at my sister like that? Why are you trying to get into a fight with me?”

 

It wasn’t unreasonable for Sir Ivan to get angry and act like this.

I genuinely wondered if the cocoa from before had something in it.

 

“It is one of the seven sins to covet others’ belongings.”

 

“What do you mean? This b*stard, trying to act pure all of a sudden… What’s wrong with having some pudding? Ah, so cheap. Leah, just eat something else!”

 

“Yes, I don’t mind eating something else.”

 

Unexpectedly, Leah nodded her head and pulled the strawberry pudding plate.

 

Ari, who was staring at her cousin with a blank face, also pretended to go back to eating.

 

No, I’d never heard of this sin. I didn’t want to eat this!

 

“Come on, eat.”

 

Ellenia, who became as dumbfounded as I was, sighed.

 

Therefore, I, who was caught up in the awkward mood, scooped up the giant chocolate pudding and put it in my mouth.

 

A sweet lingering taste spread throughout my mouth.

 

Ha, it’s really delicious.

I couldn’t help the habitual reluctance, but it’d been a while since I tasted something so delicious.

 

“Is everything alright now?”

 

“It seems like the temple wants to catch the ice dragon and put him in the gladiatorial match.”

 

“Is that possible?”

 

“Because he’s still a young dragon, Princess. We can deal with it, but it’s a common opinion to let him go for now and watch.”

 

I listened carefully to the conversation between the two Paladins and Ellenia.

 

The dragon was still a kid.

 

But a gladiatorial match? What kind of trap is that for an endangered species that’d been around for decades?

 

“The trainees have dried up searching, so if the dragon has some awareness, he should be fine.” Izek, who muttered sarcastically, suddenly glanced sideways at me. Why me?

 

Ellenia, who knew nothing, looked tense.

 

“It’s fair to say, but the more active dragons are, the more monsters there are.”

 

“Not necessarily. The amount of monsters killed is about as good as the number of dragons killed.”

 

become a dragon slayer. We’d

 

look who’s talking. Who were the ones who had a scuffle with me in front

 

do

 

Well, what about

 

“Dragons are cute.”

 

they’re cute. Pitiful, but

 

seem to imagine that dragons look like those cookies. Or the clumsy pretending-to-be-dumb creatures

 

you still not going to use the

 

to try

 

lie down on all fours at the front gate of the temple and bark

 

eating the chocolate pudding, scraping

 

was in the spirit of being prepared for whatever storm that might come in the future, after having done things I had never done

Ivan, and Princess Ari also returned to

 

to move around

 

than half an

 

a walk with the monster

 

slaughterhouse, even though it was just a walk in the yard? Of course, I knew that my husband

 

the monsters and me, how to dispose of me, or

 

“He’s a quack.”

 

was a quack. Why the hell did his

 

us as we walked through the

 

my hand, which was held tight

 

him to interrogate me or something. This

 

“About your runaway friends.”

 

“What?”

 

that the first time you

 

friends. I cleared my dry throat and thought for a

 

first time then, but it wasn’t the

 

with Popo, I’d

 

he asking this question from the start? He was too good

 

who was looking at me with a slight frown, tilted his head a little. His silver hair looked blond in

 

look on your face, I don’t think

 

be so tactful at times like this. I had no choice but to

 

first met

 

“What about Popori?”

 

Popori? It

 

horse riding party. I was riding a horse on a forest road and got dragged into some

 

stuttered and talked about

 

explained how I ended up running away

 

condition, so I went out to

 

say a word until

 

looked expressionless and said nothing, which made

 

feel uneasy about my hand, which was held tightly by his hand, like a pot-lid. I

 

“Is that all?”

 

“What?”

 

else happen? Did you

 

kind of trap

 

run into anyone. I overheard the terrible conversation between Lorenzo and Andymion in the middle, so

 

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