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 it. You’re going to break

 

I don’t want

 

slap me in the

 

I dare do

 

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

 

I was sobbing and trying to come to my senses, Izek sighed and held my tingling hand,

 

of a

 

thrown it at

 

Silence fell.

 

and now he put his hand

 

was definitely no

 

I just do

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

I hit you too

 

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

 

caressing my hand with one hand and

 

Short and simple moves.

 

side of my chest was

 

the same time, I wondered why I

 

all, I was the only one

 

but why did it feel like I was slowly getting

 

should have slapped him when he told me

 

a fool to just blow up a chance I had never gotten

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

into the mansion, I ran into Ellenia on my way.

 

again as she was just leaving the study, standing

 

they talking about? Did they talk about

 

which had always been expressionless, was filled

 

back by

 

father also tried not to

 

I stopped closing my eyes

 

“What have you done?”

 

hell did you

 

question was

 

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

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was

 

this family was

 

by now that

 

but it left a

 

was no turning back

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

it was to sit on the balcony facing

 

green torch burning in the fireplace looked as if it

 

across from me was a monster who was no match for

 

warm frothy cocoa was

 

of me, untied his gauntlets and cuffs, and threw them off roughly. Was it

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

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

 

try it

 

he handed it to me without a

 

didn’t know what this

 

image of Freya

 

what Izek

 

always trying to steal his

 

interested in childish emotional

 

regretted drinking that glass

 

as expected, I don’t do well with

 

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