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.

 

it. You’re going to break your

 

don’t want

 

you should slap me in the

 

would I dare

 

mind at a ridiculous rate,

 

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

 

of a

 

thrown it at

 

Silence fell.

 

he put his hand under my

 

was definitely no

 

I just do

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

you okay? I hit you too

 

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

 

hand with one

 

Short and simple moves.

 

blankly, one side of my chest was in

 

same time, I wondered why I

 

the only one who was hurt

 

relief he wasn’t hurt, but why did

 

have slapped him when he told me

 

to just blow up

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

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

 

just leaving the study,

 

talking about? Did they talk

 

had always been expressionless, was filled

 

brought back by my husband in tears,

 

also tried not to hide his

 

I stopped closing my eyes and

 

“What have you done?”

 

the hell did you do to Ruby,

 

question was

 

a very sad look on his

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was equally

 

this family was just

 

have known by now that I had hit the

 

left a

 

no

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

it was to sit on

 

in the fireplace looked as if it

 

me was a monster who was

 

warm

 

the marshmallows that were floating, Izek sat in front of me, untied his gauntlets and cuffs, and threw them off roughly. Was it okay to just throw it away like

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

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

 

I try it

 

handed it to me without a word of what

 

what this sudden

 

image of Freya I

 

what Izek said

 

was always

 

what? You’re not interested in childish

 

that glass

 

I don’t do

 

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