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

 

don’t want

 

you should slap me

 

would I

 

mind at a ridiculous

 

and trying to come to my senses, Izek sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring, “For once, I

 

of a

 

you could have thrown it at me, instead of doing

 

Silence fell.

 

words, and now he put his hand under my armpit and lifted me up

 

he was definitely no

 

did I just do to this

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

you okay? I hit you too

 

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

 

hand with one hand and

 

Short and simple moves.

 

of my chest was in

 

I wondered why I was doing

 

was the only one who was hurt after

 

a relief he wasn’t hurt, but why did it feel like

 

when he told me to

 

fool to just blow up a chance I had never gotten

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

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

 

just leaving the

 

were they talking about? Did they talk

 

had always been expressionless, was filled with indescribable

 

back by my husband in

 

also tried not to hide

 

I stopped closing my eyes

 

“What have you done?”

 

hell did you do

 

question was a

 

on his face, but he still strode

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was

 

family was just that

 

have known by now that I had hit the

 

left a bitter taste in

 

was no

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

romantic scene it was to sit

 

in the fireplace looked as if

 

monster who was no match for

 

warm

 

and picked out 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.”

 

stared at the prominent throat gulping

 

try

 

handed it to me without a

 

what this sudden

 

remembered the image of Freya I faced at the temple

 

what Izek

 

she was always

 

not interested in childish

 

drinking that glass of

 

don’t do well with

 

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