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

 

don’t

 

should slap me

 

I dare

 

common sense that had left my mind at a

 

sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring,

 

of a

 

have thrown it at me, instead of doing

 

Silence fell.

 

for words, and now he put

 

he was

 

the world did I

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

you okay? I

 

hit me like a nine-year-old kid, but it’s

 

husband kept caressing my hand with one

 

Short and simple moves.

 

side of my

 

same time, I wondered

 

only one who was

 

a relief he wasn’t hurt, but why did it feel like I was slowly getting

 

should have slapped him when he told me to slap him

 

fool to just blow up a chance I

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

the mansion, I ran into Ellenia on my way.

 

as she was just leaving the study, standing side

 

they talking about? Did they talk

 

face, which had always been expressionless, was

 

brought back by my husband

 

father also tried not to hide his appalled

 

my eyes and buried my

 

“What have you done?”

 

you do to Ruby,

 

question

 

on his face, but

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

was

 

family was just

 

by now that

 

it left a bitter taste in my

 

no turning

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

was to sit on the balcony facing the

 

in the fireplace looked as if it would summon a fearsome werewolf at any

 

was a monster who was no match for

 

warm frothy cocoa was

 

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

 

I try

 

it

 

know what

 

the image of Freya I faced at the temple that

 

what Izek

 

she was always trying to steal

 

You’re not interested

 

immediately regretted drinking that glass of

 

as expected, I don’t do well

 

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