How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 68

Chapter 68
 

The white marble floor and the marble statue were in harmony.

 

A crown woven of diamonds and platinum was placed on the head of the stone statue in the shape of a knight with a sword.

 

Around it, various golden statues stood in circles, and all kinds of jewelry wrapped in velvet cushions glistened like heavenly light inside a long crystal display.

 

Seashells, large tapestries, and ornate gold leaf decorations adorning the huge walls add to the ecstasy of this luxurious space.

It was like a jewelry fair, not a jewelry warehouse.

 

Another view emerged as the marble sentries climbed up the stairs.

 

A crude and simple view that contrasted sharply with the lower floors.

 

On one side, several balck heavy safes lined up in unison like guards, with majestic shapes, locked chests, and antiques covered in black sheets.

 

“It’s shabby, but this is how it is. It’s not comparable to my father-in-law’s warehouse, but this is the most expensive place in the castle.”

 

Was he being sarcastic?

 

There was nothing to be ashamed of. And even the Pope’s treasure trove would not have been enough to hold the dragon’s jewels.

 

As for this place, even if not as good as the dragon’s home, it was well-matched with its distinctive artificial splendor and secretive style.

 

“I’ve never looked at my father’s treasure trove, so I don’t know how to compare. Only my father and older brother can enter there.”

 

Even Enzo couldn’t get in his way.

 

It was obvious that Enzo, the playful one, would pick up whatever he wanted and use it to have fun.

 

“Really? That’s surprising.”

 

“What’s in those coffers?”

 

“Similar stuff, trinkets or old weapons cherished by ancestors. All the coins we put in that chest are as old as fossils, and the old-fashioned furniture over there is old enough to have become dust if it hadn’t been preserved as sacred.”

 

I couldn’t tell whether this was sarcasm or playfulness, so I stopped laughing.

 

Old-fashioned furniture, even the golden-legged tea table under the tablecloth would be worth a fortune now.

 

“So, it’s more like a real treasure trove. It’s not just expensive and fancy, it’s a history of blood that no one can buy.”

 

“I’d like to show you everything, including the safe, but I don’t have time.” Izek, who murmured, put his gauntlet arm around my waist and pulled me close to his arms.

My ears started burning.

 

“You can show me later.”

 

“That’s right, but do you like it?”

 

Is that even a question?

 

Suddenly, I felt like this might be some kind of trap.

 

For example, a nasty attempt to test my greed….

 

“There’s no jewel as big as the shameless lizard boy’s though.”

 

…what nonsense is this?

 

of humour

 

head with

 

“Are you upset?”

 

don’t even know if the jewelry he gave

 

you haven’t told me to put it out for purchase? Because there’s a

 

“No! Of course not….”

 

be upset if

 

“Iz!”

 

My face turned red.

 

doesn’t know it’s a real gem! I just couldn’t wait in case you doubted

 

me on the top of my head, giving strength

 

playful smile made his red eyes

 

I’m starting to feel uneasy. My Southern Princess is so beautiful that even

 

on, stop teasing

 

nose up and control this shabby warehouse. You can sell out what you don’t like and use it to buy

 

heavy key with a rattling

 

was speechless

 

know what to

 

weird when he brought me here to

 

which, why don’t you make your storage out of it

 

storage? … Oh, the

 

wear a jeweled crown given by the Dragon

 

it’s

 

given by Satan’s

 

“I’m a Paladin.”

 

with it, but let’s just

 

leave it to me to take

 

care of

 

means to hand over the

 

as if my tongue had

 

was fiddling with my hair suddenly sighed and buried his head in

 

I don’t want to get dirty. I

 

season approached,

 

other monsters was temporarily reduced, but he was making all-out efforts to make

 

was a candidate for

 

lives against top-tier monsters brutally tamed

 

thought he would be present, and even though he had yet to

 

win the

 

know which

 

back late again

 

you are every day

 

hand that had been stroking my hair went down and ran down my

 

trembled at the gentle ripples his finger

 

its own

 

I could come

 

with me, you won’t be able to meet your

 

not what

 

“Strong refusals are affirmations.”

 

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