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 got

 

“…….”

 

course it won’t happen. Because you’re a busy man. I’m sure

 

Damn it, I’d have to walk out on my own if he goes back to the banquet hall, alone in

 

rather get some

 

“With me?”

 

walk to test out your

 

talking about something important with

 

nothing

 

together a little longer, I should aim

 

a castle, I’d

(T/N: Idiom.)

 

 

* * *

 

greenhouse was almost finished, with the hard work of

 

since I saw it briefly on the first day of

 

walls shining silver in the moonlight at night.

 

“Wow.”

 

a fountain too, but I don’t know if

 

cool sound of water

 

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.”

 

don’t know what it’ll

 

be even better during the day. It’s fantastic.

 

“What’s that again?”

 

slip of the tongue. It’s normal for

 

made by

 

explanation. Why was Nebuchadnezzar so romantic? I felt like

 

was really cool. Not as good as the hanging gardens, but

 

anything while I was looking

 

word? It wouldn’t have taken too much money and manpower to build a greenhouse like this, but the thought behind

 

tightened his arm around his thick neck and kissed his smooth

 

Of course, I thought

 

head slowly and looked at me. Sure enough. He looked exactly

 

you

 

“…….”

 

react like this to a kiss.

 

big red eyes stared at

 

know why he suddenly seemed exhausted again. He was

 

at me like that? Like you’re in

 

glad you

 

time was hoarse. Izek returned to his original haughty face, dropped me on a bench nearby and sat next to

 

roses shining under

 

suffocated by their sweet scent. I didn’t

 

says she likes lilies best, what’s

 

“Sistina’s Lark.”

 

at a loss

 

surprising because it 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

 

call

 

hanging behind my

 

assassin of God who came to deal with the fallen Pope’s

 

sang for my

 

like that were names

 

I didn’t know what the

 

must be good at

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