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 to

 

don’t

 

slap me in the

 

would I

 

that had left my mind at a ridiculous rate, came

 

was sobbing and trying to come to my senses, Izek sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring, “For once, I should have planted some

 

all of a

 

thrown it

 

Silence fell.

 

put his hand under my armpit and lifted me up

 

he was

 

I just do

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

you okay? I hit

 

but it’s bearable. I’m afraid I wouldn’t get bruised

 

my hand with one hand

 

Short and simple moves.

 

side of my chest was in

 

same time, I wondered why I was

 

all, I was the only one who was hurt

 

wasn’t hurt, but why did it feel like I

 

him when he told me to slap him

 

fool to just blow up

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

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

 

was just leaving the study, standing side by

 

they talking about?

 

been expressionless, was filled with

 

that I was brought back by

 

also tried not

 

rush of shame, I stopped closing my eyes and buried

 

“What have you done?”

 

did you do to Ruby,

 

subject of the question was a little

 

had a very sad look on his face, but he still strode past and responded

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was equally

 

family was

 

known by now that I had hit the

 

left a bitter

 

was no turning back

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

a romantic scene it was to sit on the balcony facing the

 

fireplace looked as if

 

was a monster who was

 

scent of warm

 

carefully grabbed a teaspoon and picked out 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

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

I stared at the prominent throat gulping

 

try

 

soon he handed it to

 

what

 

remembered the image of Freya I faced at the temple that

 

what Izek said

 

was always trying to steal

 

interested in childish emotional

 

immediately regretted drinking that glass of thick honey-colored

 

don’t

 

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