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 your

 

don’t want

 

slap me

 

would I dare do

 

mind at a ridiculous rate, came back

 

come to my senses, Izek sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring, “For once, I should have planted some frost mushrooms

 

of

 

could have thrown it at me, instead of doing

 

Silence fell.

 

lost for words, and now he put

 

was definitely no

 

the world did I

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

okay? I hit

 

me like 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.

 

blankly, one side of my chest

 

wondered why

 

I was the only one who

 

hurt, but why did it feel like

 

him when he told me to slap him

 

up a chance I had

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

mansion, I ran into Ellenia on my

 

to pound again as she was just leaving

 

talking about? Did

 

which had always been expressionless, was filled with

 

that I was brought back by my husband in

 

father also tried not to

 

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

 

“What have you done?”

 

you do

 

of the question

 

very sad look on his face, but he

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was

 

family was just that

 

have known by now that I had hit

 

it left

 

was no turning

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

a romantic scene it was to sit on the balcony facing

 

if it

 

monster

 

of warm frothy

 

Izek sat in front of me, untied his gauntlets and cuffs, and threw them off roughly. Was it okay to just throw it away like

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

alcohol, I stared at the prominent throat gulping down molasses like drinking some soft drink, and asked

 

I try

 

handed it to me without a word of

 

know what this sudden

 

the image of Freya I faced at the

 

what Izek said

 

always trying

 

You’re not interested in

 

drinking that glass of thick honey-colored

 

I don’t do well with

 

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