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.”

 

will go out for a fight to become a dragon slayer. We’d only be struggling

 

makes sense, but look who’s talking. Who were the ones who had a scuffle with me in front of an

 

do

 

Well, what

 

“Dragons are cute.”

 

cute. Pitiful, but

 

like those cookies. Or the clumsy pretending-to-be-dumb creatures in fairy

 

still not going to use

 

want to try

 

Iz wears a wreath on his head, I will lie down on all fours at the front gate of the temple and bark like a

 

I finished eating the chocolate pudding, scraping every

 

was in the spirit of being prepared for whatever storm that might come in the future, after

Ivan, and Princess Ari also returned to

 

okay to move

 

half an hour every day…

 

had a walk with

 

I feel like a chick being dragged to a slaughterhouse, even though it was just a walk

 

was about the monsters and me, how to dispose of me, or the case of Freya’s poisoning, which

 

“He’s a quack.”

 

see. Mr. Sergey was a quack. Why the hell did his family have a quack

 

stormy silence hung between us as we walked through the garden, which appeared more

 

the palm of my hand, which was held tight

 

to interrogate me or something. This

 

“About your runaway friends.”

 

“What?”

 

the first time you met

 

cleared my dry throat and

 

the first time then, but it

 

with Popo, I’d have to bring up

 

he asking this question from the

 

frown, tilted his head a little. His silver hair looked

 

on your

 

was a cheat to be so tactful at times like this. I had

 

first met Griffin

 

“What about Popori?”

 

was Popori? It

 

road and got dragged into some kind of vine. When I came

 

and talked about my first meeting with

 

explained how I ended up

 

and was in bad condition, so I went out to walk around for a

 

a word

 

expressionless and said nothing, which made me feel more

 

his hand, like a pot-lid. I felt as if he was about to crush it in one

 

“Is that all?”

 

“What?”

 

else happen? Did you run into someone near

 

of trap

 

conversation between Lorenzo and Andymion in the middle, so I guessed that it counted. Why was he asking me

 

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