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

 

I don’t want

 

slap

 

I dare do

 

sense that had left my mind at a ridiculous

 

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

 

all of a

 

could have thrown it at me, instead

 

Silence fell.

 

lost for words, and now he put

 

was definitely no

 

world did I just do to

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

okay? I hit you too

 

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

 

hand with

 

Short and simple moves.

 

side of my chest

 

the same time, I wondered why I was doing

 

was the only one who was

 

why did it feel like I was slowly getting

 

should have slapped him when he told

 

was a fool to just blow up

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

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

 

to pound again as she was just

 

about? Did they talk

 

face, which had always been expressionless, was filled

 

brought back by my husband in tears, it was

 

also tried not to hide his appalled

 

I stopped closing my

 

“What have you done?”

 

hell did you do to

 

question

 

sad look on his face, but he still strode past and

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was

 

family was just that

 

Ellenia should have known by now that

 

but it left

 

was no turning

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

it was to sit on the balcony facing the

 

in the fireplace looked as if it would summon a fearsome werewolf

 

me was a monster who was no match

 

warm frothy cocoa

 

me, untied his gauntlets and

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

the alcohol, I stared at the prominent throat gulping down molasses

 

I try it

 

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

 

didn’t know what this sudden impulse

 

image

 

Izek said

 

that she was always trying to steal his

 

interested

 

drinking that glass of thick honey-colored

 

don’t do

 

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