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. Stop it. You’re going to break

 

I don’t

 

slap me in

 

I dare

 

had left my mind

 

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

 

all of

 

have thrown it at me,

 

Silence fell.

 

for words, and now he put his hand under my

 

he was definitely no

 

I just do to

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

I hit you

 

like a nine-year-old kid, but it’s bearable. I’m afraid I

 

kept caressing my hand

 

Short and simple moves.

 

one side of

 

time, I wondered why

 

only one who was hurt after hitting

 

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

 

have slapped him when he

 

to just blow up

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

mansion, I ran into Ellenia

 

began to pound again as she was just leaving the study, standing side

 

about?

 

which had always been expressionless, was filled

 

brought back by my husband in

 

tried not to

 

I stopped closing my eyes and buried my face in my husband’s

 

“What have you done?”

 

the hell did you do to

 

of the question was a little

 

Izek had a very sad look on his face, but he still strode past and responded

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

was equally

 

this family was just

 

should have known by now that

 

it left a bitter taste

 

no

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

was to sit

 

burning in the fireplace looked as if it would summon a fearsome werewolf

 

across from me was a monster

 

scent of warm frothy cocoa

 

the marshmallows that were floating, Izek sat in front of me, untied his gauntlets and cuffs, and threw them off roughly. Was it okay to just

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

prominent throat gulping down molasses like drinking some soft drink, and asked out of the

 

try it

 

he handed it to me without a word of what

 

didn’t know what this

 

it was probably because I remembered the image of Freya I faced at the

 

what Izek said

 

that she was always trying to steal his

 

not interested

 

regretted drinking that glass of

 

expected, I don’t

 

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