How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 58

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Translator: Yui
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Leaving behind the banquet hall where peace took over, I was dragged by Izek and got my foot treated.

 

Neither of us said a word while the maids worked hard, applied medicine to my toes and bandaged it.

 

I hated the elongated silence. It just brought me anxiety.

 

Until all the maids finally left, Izek stood on one side and fiddled with my shoes.

 

I was scared all of a sudden. He was not going to hit me with that, was he?

 

“Hey…”

 

“Your feet are so small.”

 

My feet are the perfect size for my height. It was just his hands that were big.

 

“You didn’t see who did it?”

 

“I really didn’t see it. There were so many people earlier, I’m not lying…”

 

“I didn’t say you were lying to me.”

 

He put my shoes down on the table and came close to the sofa I was seated on.

 

He looked incredibly calm, compared to before, so I felt even more anxious.

 

“Now that your feet are in good shape, the banquet is over.”

 

Yes, and my first night plan is done for. Damn it! Again!

 

“Are you upset?”

 

“I’m sorry… you held a banquet for me for the first time and I…”

 

He danced with me in that half-naked assassin costume.

 

My lord! My face flushed again, swallowing the urge to hit the ground and sob.

 

“Are you mad? Are you angry?”

 

“……No.”

 

No, I was sure he just became angry.

 

Well, if there was nothing else I could do, I should just move on.

 

I was lifted up again. I was starting to get used to being treated as a chick.

 

“You must be disappointed, by the look on your face.”

“My expression is….”

 

“What?”

 

“I’m just so happy to be with you.”

 

I almost made a slip of the tongue. I grinned at the face of my husband staring at me with unbelieving eyes.

 

Hi, I’m the leader of your fan club.

 

happy if I got to be with

 

“…….”

 

Because you’re a busy man. I’m sure a lot of people are looking for

 

of his status. Damn it, I’d have to walk out on my own if he goes

 

get some fresh

 

“With me?”

 

let’s take a walk to test out

 

talking about something

 

nothing

 

was good for me. Since we’re together a

 

a castle, I’d at least make the

(T/N: Idiom.)

 

 

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greenhouse was almost finished, with the hard

 

I saw it briefly

 

in the moonlight at night. I felt it’d be even

 

“Wow.”

 

asked them to build a fountain too, but I don’t

 

cool sound of water

 

artificial statues of various shapes, sparkling

 

“It’s so beautiful.”

 

know what it’ll

 

the day. It’s fantastic. Like the

 

“What’s that again?”

 

another slip of the tongue. It’s normal for them to not know the hanging gardens of

 

from a novel. A garden made by the king of

 

embarrassed after adding an explanation. Why was

 

cool. Not as good

 

while I was looking

 

much money and manpower to build a greenhouse like this, but

 

tightened his arm around his thick neck and

 

course,

 

statue, turned his head slowly and looked at me. Sure enough. He looked exactly the same

 

you

 

“…….”

 

It’s embarrassing that you always react like this to a kiss. But it’s needed for me to build a

 

stared

 

exhausted again. He was really

 

do you keep looking at me like that? Like

 

glad you

 

after a long time was hoarse. Izek returned to his original haughty face, dropped me on

 

many roses shining under

 

their sweet scent. I didn’t want to be silent again, so I

 

she likes lilies best, what’s your

 

“Sistina’s Lark.”

 

I’m at a loss

 

was one of the most famous nicknames for me, but I was stunned as soon as Izek let those words out of his mouth, as if my secret

 

call you Sistina’s

 

with one arm hanging behind my back, Izek seemed particularly handsome, perhaps because of

 

an assassin of God who came to deal with

 

I was young, I sang for my oldest brother’s birthday and

 

like that were names given by my father’s

 

hated the damn nicknames. I didn’t know what the original

 

be good

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