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

 

then you should slap

 

I dare

 

had left my mind at a ridiculous rate, came back

 

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

 

all of

 

it at me, instead of

 

Silence fell.

 

words, and now he put

 

was definitely

 

did I just do to this

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

you okay? I hit

 

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

 

caressing my hand

 

Short and simple moves.

 

of my chest was in unbearable

 

the same time, I wondered why I was doing

 

I was the only one who

 

but why did it feel like I was slowly getting

 

he told me

 

to just blow up a chance I had never gotten

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

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

 

pound again as she was just leaving the study, standing side by

 

about? Did they

 

had always been

 

back by my husband in

 

not to hide his appalled

 

closing my eyes and buried my face in

 

“What have you done?”

 

did you do to

 

the question was a

 

had a very sad look on his

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was

 

family was just

 

have known by now that I had hit the

 

didn’t regret it, but it left

 

no turning

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

it was to sit

 

the fireplace looked as if it

 

a monster who was no match

 

of warm frothy

 

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

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

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

 

I try

 

he handed it to me

 

what this sudden

 

I remembered the image of Freya I faced at

 

what Izek

 

said that she was always trying to steal

 

what? You’re not interested in childish

 

that glass of thick

 

as expected, I don’t do well

 

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