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

 

should slap me in

 

would I

 

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

 

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

 

of

 

have thrown it at

 

Silence fell.

 

lost for words, and now he put his hand under my

 

was definitely

 

did I just

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

you okay? I

 

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

 

kept caressing my hand

 

Short and simple moves.

 

one side of my chest was

 

same time, I wondered why

 

I was the only one who was

 

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

 

he told me to

 

up a

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

into Ellenia on my way. Not only Ellenia but also

 

was just leaving the study,

 

were they talking about? Did they talk about

 

had always been expressionless, was filled

 

that I was brought back by my

 

father also tried not to hide his appalled

 

shame, I stopped closing my eyes and buried

 

“What have you done?”

 

did you do

 

the question was

 

sad look on his face, but he still strode

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was

 

family was just that

 

have known by now that

 

left

 

was no turning

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

it was to sit on the balcony facing the

 

if it would

 

me was a monster who was

 

of warm frothy

 

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

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

I stared at the prominent throat gulping down molasses like drinking some soft

 

try

 

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

 

know what this

 

the image

 

what Izek

 

she was always trying

 

not interested

 

drinking that

 

I don’t do well with

 

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