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.

 

You’re going

 

don’t

 

you should slap me in the

 

I

 

my mind at a ridiculous rate, came

 

my senses, Izek sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring, “For

 

of

 

thrown it at me,

 

Silence fell.

 

words, and now he put his hand under my

 

he was definitely no

 

in the world did I just do to this

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

I hit

 

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

 

my hand with

 

Short and simple moves.

 

side of my chest was

 

the same time, I wondered

 

was the only one

 

a relief he wasn’t hurt, but why did

 

him when he told me to slap him

 

fool to just blow up a chance I had

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

mansion, I ran into Ellenia

 

just leaving the study,

 

they talking about? Did they talk

 

which had always been expressionless, was filled with indescribable

 

back by my husband in

 

not to

 

rush of shame, I stopped closing my eyes and buried my face in

 

“What have you done?”

 

did you do to Ruby,

 

of the question was a little

 

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

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

was

 

this family was just

 

have known by

 

left a bitter taste in

 

was no turning back

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

to sit on the balcony facing

 

the fireplace looked as if it would summon a fearsome werewolf

 

from me was a monster who was no match for

 

scent of warm frothy cocoa

 

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

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

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

 

try it

 

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

 

didn’t know what

 

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

 

Izek said

 

she was always trying

 

what? You’re not interested in

 

drinking that

 

expected, I don’t do

 

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