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.

 

really happy if I

 

“…….”

 

won’t happen. Because you’re a busy man. I’m sure a lot of

 

walk out on my own if he goes back to the banquet hall, alone

 

get some

 

“With me?”

 

let’s take a walk

 

about something important with your

 

nothing that

 

to say. It was good for me. Since we’re together a little longer, I should aim for

 

couldn’t build a castle, I’d at

(T/N: Idiom.)

 

 

* * *

 

almost finished, with the hard work of the top craftsmen

 

I saw it briefly on the first

 

glass walls shining silver in the moonlight at night. I felt it’d be even more amazing

 

“Wow.”

 

them to build a fountain too, but I don’t know if it’s similar to

 

sound

 

night, the scenery surrounding the flower garden with colourful cascading waterfalls, artificial statues of various shapes, sparkling flowers and pond was simply amazing. It was like

 

“It’s so beautiful.”

 

what it’ll be like

 

the day. It’s fantastic. Like the hanging

 

“What’s that again?”

 

slip of the tongue. It’s normal for them to not

 

something from a novel. A garden made by the king of a country for his

 

felt a little embarrassed after adding an explanation. Why was Nebuchadnezzar

 

really cool. Not as good as the hanging

 

didn’t say anything while I

 

else can I do without saying a word? It wouldn’t have taken too much money and manpower to

 

his arm around his thick neck and kissed his smooth

 

half impulsive. Of course, I thought

 

fellow, like a statue, turned his head slowly and looked at me. Sure enough. He looked exactly the same as when I kissed him for the first time

 

you so

 

“…….”

 

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

 

red eyes stared at

 

suddenly seemed exhausted again. He was really

 

keep looking at me like that? Like you’re in pain

 

glad you

 

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

 

roses shining under

 

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

 

says she likes lilies best,

 

“Sistina’s Lark.”

 

at a

 

for me, but I was stunned as soon as Izek let those words out of his mouth, as if

 

do they call you

 

bench with one arm hanging behind my back, Izek seemed particularly handsome,

 

clothes. He was like an assassin of God who came

 

think when I was young, I sang for

 

lark or angel or something like that were names given by my father’s

 

hated the damn nicknames. I didn’t know

 

be good at

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