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.

 

Stop it. You’re going to break your

 

I don’t

 

slap me in the

 

I dare

 

sense that had left my mind at a ridiculous rate, came

 

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

 

of a

 

could have thrown it at me, instead of

 

Silence fell.

 

lost for words, and now he put his hand

 

he was definitely

 

the world did I

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

I

 

me like a nine-year-old kid, but it’s

 

kept caressing my hand with one hand

 

Short and simple moves.

 

side of my chest was in unbearable

 

I wondered

 

one who

 

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

 

when he told me to slap him

 

was a fool to just blow up a chance I

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

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

 

she was just leaving the study, standing side by side

 

were they talking about? Did they talk

 

face, which had always been

 

back by my

 

also tried not

 

I stopped closing my eyes

 

“What have you done?”

 

did you do to

 

subject of the question was

 

on his face, but he still strode past

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

was

 

was

 

Ellenia should have known by now that I had

 

left a bitter taste in

 

was no turning

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

scene it was to

 

the fireplace looked as if it

 

was a monster who

 

of warm frothy cocoa was

 

grabbed a teaspoon and picked out the marshmallows that were floating, Izek sat in front of me,

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

see. Rather than savouring the alcohol, I stared at the prominent throat gulping

 

I try

 

looked at me, but soon he handed it to me without a

 

didn’t know what this

 

image of Freya I faced at

 

Izek said

 

was always trying to steal his

 

what? You’re not interested in childish

 

regretted drinking that

 

don’t do well with

 

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