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

 

don’t want

 

should slap

 

would I dare do

 

left my mind at a ridiculous

 

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

 

of a

 

have thrown it at me, instead

 

Silence fell.

 

for words, and now he put his hand under my armpit and lifted me

 

was definitely no

 

in the world did I just do to this

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

I hit

 

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

 

my hand with one hand and

 

Short and simple moves.

 

him blankly, one side of my chest

 

I wondered

 

the only one

 

hurt, but why did it feel like

 

he

 

just blow up a

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

back into the mansion, I ran into Ellenia on my way. Not only

 

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

 

talking about? Did they

 

been expressionless, was filled with

 

I was brought back by my husband in

 

tried not to hide his appalled

 

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

 

“What have you done?”

 

hell did you do to

 

question was a little

 

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

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

was equally

 

this family was just

 

Ellenia should have known by now that I had hit the

 

it, but it left

 

no turning back

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

was to sit on the

 

if it would summon a

 

me was a monster who was no

 

warm frothy

 

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

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

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

 

I try

 

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

 

know what this

 

the image of Freya I

 

what Izek said

 

that she was always trying

 

not interested

 

immediately regretted drinking that glass of thick honey-colored

 

expected, I don’t do

 

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