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

 

don’t want

 

you should slap

 

I dare do

 

sense that had left my mind at a

 

to my senses, Izek sighed and held

 

all of

 

have thrown it

 

Silence fell.

 

for words, and now he put his

 

he was definitely no

 

in the world did I just do to this

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

I

 

a nine-year-old kid, but it’s

 

kept caressing my hand with one

 

Short and simple moves.

 

him blankly, one side of my chest was

 

time, I wondered why I was doing

 

the only one who was hurt after hitting

 

why did it feel like I

 

him when he told me to slap him

 

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

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

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

 

she was just leaving the study,

 

about? Did

 

had always been expressionless, was

 

I was brought back by my husband in tears,

 

not to hide his

 

a rush of shame, I stopped closing my eyes

 

“What have you done?”

 

the hell did you do to

 

subject of the question was

 

very sad look on his face, but he

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

was

 

family was just

 

by now that I had hit the

 

didn’t regret it, but it left a bitter

 

no turning

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

was to sit on the

 

green torch burning in the fireplace looked as if it would summon a fearsome werewolf at

 

was a monster who was no

 

warm frothy cocoa

 

the marshmallows that were floating, Izek sat in front of me, untied his gauntlets and cuffs, and threw them

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

gulping down molasses

 

I try

 

at me, but soon he handed it

 

know what this

 

I remembered the image of

 

what Izek

 

that she was always trying to steal his

 

what? You’re not interested

 

I immediately regretted drinking that glass

 

expected, I don’t do well with

 

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