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

 

don’t

 

then you should slap me

 

I

 

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

 

to come to my senses, Izek sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring, “For once, I should

 

of

 

could have thrown it at me,

 

Silence fell.

 

lost for words, and now he put

 

was

 

I just do to this

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

okay? I hit

 

but it’s bearable. I’m

 

husband kept caressing my hand with one hand and kissed

 

Short and simple moves.

 

side of my

 

I wondered why I was

 

only one who was hurt after

 

relief he wasn’t hurt, but why

 

slapped him when he told me to slap

 

blow up a chance I

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

mansion, I ran into Ellenia on my way. Not

 

just leaving the study, standing side by

 

they talking about? Did

 

been expressionless,

 

I was brought back by my husband in tears,

 

father also tried not to hide his appalled

 

shame, I stopped closing my eyes

 

“What have you done?”

 

did you do

 

subject of the question was

 

Izek had a very sad look on his face,

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was

 

family was just that

 

the way, Ellenia should have known by now that I

 

but it left a

 

no

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

to sit on the balcony facing

 

in the fireplace looked as if it would summon

 

from me was a monster who was no

 

scent of warm frothy cocoa

 

floating, Izek sat in front of me, untied his gauntlets and cuffs, and threw them

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

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

 

I try

 

at me, but soon he handed it

 

what this sudden impulse

 

was probably because I remembered the image of Freya

 

Izek said

 

said that she was always trying

 

not interested in childish

 

that glass

 

as expected, I don’t do

 

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