How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 77

Chapter 77
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Why are you acting good all of a sudden? You seem very sincere, but I’m doubtful whether I’m dreaming this.

 

Of course, if he really had been sincere since the first day, he would have sent me home the very next moment.….

 

“Not a word of everything I said to you at the time was true…….”

 

“Well, it’s okay, I’m not mistaken anyway, I didn’t misunderstand, so you don’t have to worry about it.….”

 

“It’s not like that! No, it’s not that way, I’m sorry.”

 

“…what?”

 

It was natural that I doubted my ears for a moment.

 

Did this arrogant protagonist just voluntarily apologize? I need to hear this again.

 

My husband, who had been still like a statue, stretched out his arms very slowly without warning and hugged me, and the hiccups that had stopped were about to pop out again.

 

As my face was buried in his rock-like shoulder, confusion poured in.

 

“If I hadn’t been so confused from the beginning, you wouldn’t have been like this, but in the end…”

 

There was a complex note in his voice while his arms held me tight.

 

A voice low enough to be close to whispers. Almost a moan.

 

I was just dazed. My mind felt completely blank.

 

What was he talking about?

 

At this point, I had to give a proper answer.

 

However, unlike my mind, my mouth had its own plan.

 

“I didn’t do that.”

 

“I know.”

 

“It’s not really me.”

 

“I know.”

 

Something that was tightly clumped in the corner of my chest cracked and burst.

 

Waves of unknown passion seemed to have engulfed any reason left in me.

 

“I didn’t do it, I didn’t do anything. Why is everyone doing this to me…!?”

 

His arms clasped tightly against my struggling body.

 

I sobbed and pounded the shoulders of the man who locked my body.

 

I didn’t realize the craziness in what I was doing. In the meantime, Izek held me still and silently.

 

If he was like everyone else, everything would be much easier. If he was like all those cursed people.

 

If he hadn’t looked at me like that every night, if he hadn’t looked at me like a real princess in his arms, I wouldn’t have had the stupid fear of losing him.

 

I thought it wouldn’t matter if he was BlueBeard as long as I could live.

 

Why do you keep doing this to me?

 

Why do you keep making me want to be greedy?

 

With all that I was doing, I finally decided I couldn’t stand it anymore, but he grabbed my hand, which was hitting me.

 

Of course, it was not because he was hurt.

 

It was my hand that smacked his metal armour that was feeling pain.

 

it. You’re going to

 

don’t want

 

then you should slap me

 

would I

 

my mind at a ridiculous rate,

 

and trying to come to my senses, Izek sighed and held my tingling hand,

 

all of

 

have thrown it at me, instead of doing

 

Silence fell.

 

glanced at him, lost for words, and now he put his

 

he was

 

did I just do to

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

okay? I

 

a nine-year-old kid, but it’s bearable. I’m afraid I wouldn’t get bruised

 

caressing my hand with one hand

 

Short and simple moves.

 

of my chest was in unbearable

 

time, I wondered why

 

I was the only one who was

 

relief he wasn’t hurt, but why did it feel like I

 

when he told

 

up

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

came back into the mansion, I ran into Ellenia on my way. Not only Ellenia but also

 

as she was just leaving the study, standing side by side with

 

talking about? Did they talk

 

face, which had always been expressionless,

 

brought back by my husband in tears, it was

 

father also tried not to hide his

 

of shame, I stopped closing my eyes and buried

 

“What have you done?”

 

hell did you do to Ruby,

 

the question was a little

 

Izek had a very sad look on his face, but he still

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

was equally

 

family was just that

 

by now that I

 

it left a bitter

 

was no

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

it was to sit on the balcony facing

 

fireplace looked as if

 

me was a monster who was no match

 

warm frothy

 

out the marshmallows that were floating, Izek sat in front of me, untied his gauntlets

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

throat gulping down molasses

 

I try

 

he handed it to me without a

 

know what this

 

probably because I remembered the image of Freya I faced at the temple that

 

Izek said

 

was always trying

 

You’re not interested in

 

drinking that glass of thick honey-colored

 

don’t

 

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