How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 52

I was supposed to be the one to seduce him! Why was he dressed like he was seducing me?

 

What did he mean by not having time to change, he was the main character!

 

He shook his hand, raised his body and extended his arm toward me.

 

“It’s only once or twice that I go. I’m sorry about the clothes.”

 

I see. You don’t want me to go to the banquet alone, so you don’t change clothes…Who are you really? Is this an assassin disguised as Izek?

 

“No, it’s rather new to me.…so cool. It’s like a dream to attend a party with you.”

 

It was a great improvement, considering that he left me alone at the other banquet.

 

My eyes kept turning  towards his abs, so I  just grabbed his extended hand.

 

Oh, why are you grabbing so tightly? Do I really look like a chick?

 

It didn’t seem unreasonable to say that. He was pretty tall compared to me.

 

I was very concerned about how we would look as we walked down the stairs leading to the banquet hall, with me hostage in the hands of my giant, rough-looking husband.

 

“Oh my lord, look at that, Lord Izek…….”

 

“You’re Lord Izek, aren’t you?

 

“Isn’t that the uniform? I’ve seen my brother wear it before, how can it feel so different…”

 

“I’ve never seen him like that before.”

 

“Oh my….”

 

Everyone, I’m drooling too. I understand.

 

The response other Paladins gave meanwhile, was very different.

 

“What’s wrong with him?”

 

“He didn’t change clothes.”

 

“But why is he showing up like that? He has no conscience.”

 

“So shameless.”

 

It was not surprising, but a stark disapproving reaction.

 

Anyway, overall, it was not an atmosphere of discourtesy. Indeed, since he was on a mission, it couldn’t be helped. As long as they’re paladin, I guessed everything was forgiven. I wanted to be like them too.

 

“Next to him…”

 

“I heard he was having a banquet for his wife. I guess it was right.”

 

“Why…”

 

“I don’t care if she…….”

 

Of course, there were also murmurs about me.

Hahaha. Of course I expected it. It’s understandable.

 

Besides, it felt like only yesterday when he left me at the banquet and suddenly, he did this…

 

the topic countless people chattered

 

his arrogant

 

“That was close, brother.”

 

a conscience, don’t you need to change? No matter how

 

the banquet hall, we were greeted first by Ellenia

 

think of it, this time Lord Ivan has

 

see, my lady. Wow, I

 

you, Sir Ivan, you look great

 

sweating when I greeted him casually. I couldn’t help getting nervous, not only around Sir Ivan but around

 

know when

 

a long time since I’ve seen you dressed

 

“Frey.”

 

pricked up

 

I’ve been worried a lot since

 

time I saw Freya

 

a hitch. I thought it would take a long while, so I didn’t think she would show

 

matched her slender frame, looked as elegant and beautiful as ever,

 

her usual freshness and liveliness, she was full

 

like she recovered quickly. Were

 

not the one who’d been sick for 10

 

Lady Furiana… I’m so glad you’re okay. I was so

 

could have been a disaster. Anyway, we’re all fine, so

 

was no fear or reluctance in the purple eyes that

 

show

 

ahead of everyone else and pushed me away… yes, she was good, I keow. In the end,

 

was that next to her? I was glad it was not

 

she was a

 

pale blonde hair and cool eyes were

 

little more strict and colder than her. A family

 

time no see, Mrs.

 

stopped by to say hello because the Duke was going to hold a banquet. I won’t distract

 

who spoke in an elegant and outspoken manner, turned her eyes to

 

quickly swept

 

mother. Not Rudbeckia’s mother whose face I didn’t remember, but my

 

your treatment postponed the greeting,

 

with no warmth. There was

 

she was making it obvious that she

 

see if I was

 

Lady Furiana’s beauty was outstanding because

 

if she were observing, and

Hmm?

 

as I’ve ever heard. All the southern women are

 

overstatement, but it sounded

 

the next

 

North. I heard you’ve been through a

 

I

 

is getting longer. You

 

a bad way to talk to your friend’s mother?

 

seem to mind Izek’s attitude of

 

pursed up,

I’m older, I talk

 

care on your way,

 

alright, princess. Let’s

 

you leaving

 

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255