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

 

I don’t

 

slap me in

 

would I dare do

 

mind at a ridiculous rate, came

 

sobbing and trying to come to my senses, Izek sighed and held my tingling hand,

 

all of

 

it at me, instead of doing

 

Silence fell.

 

at him, lost for words, and now he put his hand under my armpit and lifted

 

he was

 

the world did I just do

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

you okay? I hit you

 

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

 

my hand with one hand and

 

Short and simple moves.

 

blankly, one side of my chest was in

 

I wondered why I

 

only one who was hurt

 

he wasn’t hurt, but why did it

 

when he told me to slap

 

was a fool to just blow up a

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

ran into Ellenia on my way. Not only Ellenia but also

 

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

 

about?

 

which had always been expressionless, was

 

by my

 

not to hide his appalled

 

my eyes and buried my face in my

 

“What have you done?”

 

you do

 

question

 

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

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was equally

 

was just

 

way, Ellenia should have known by now that I had hit the

 

but it left a bitter taste in

 

no turning

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

it was to sit on

 

green torch burning in the fireplace looked as if it

 

from me was a monster

 

warm frothy cocoa was

 

marshmallows that were floating, Izek sat in front of me, untied his gauntlets and cuffs, and threw them off roughly. Was it okay

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

stared at the prominent throat gulping down molasses like

 

try

 

looked at me, but soon he handed it

 

what

 

remembered the image of Freya I faced at the temple that

 

what Izek said

 

was always

 

You’re not interested in childish emotional

 

regretted drinking that glass of

 

expected, I don’t do

 

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