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 break your

 

I don’t

 

slap me in

 

would I

 

left my mind at a ridiculous rate, came back a

 

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

 

all of a

 

could have thrown it

 

Silence fell.

 

he put his hand under my armpit and

 

he was definitely

 

the world did I

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

I hit you too

 

nine-year-old kid, but it’s bearable. I’m afraid

 

my hand with

 

Short and simple moves.

 

one side of

 

wondered why I was doing

 

one

 

relief he wasn’t hurt, but why did

 

when he told me to slap

 

a fool to just blow up a chance I had never gotten

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

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

 

was just leaving the study, standing

 

talking about?

 

had always been expressionless, was filled

 

brought back by my

 

father also tried not

 

my

 

“What have you done?”

 

you do to

 

the question was a

 

glance, Izek had a very sad look on his face, but he still strode past and responded without any

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was equally

 

this family was

 

should have known by now that I

 

it, but it left a bitter taste

 

was no

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

romantic scene it was to

 

fireplace looked as if it would summon a fearsome werewolf

 

monster who was no

 

of warm frothy cocoa was

 

floating, Izek sat in front of me, untied his gauntlets and cuffs, and

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

the prominent throat gulping down molasses like drinking some soft drink, and asked out of the

 

I try it

 

but soon he handed it to me without a word of

 

didn’t know what

 

remembered the image of Freya

 

what Izek

 

always trying

 

what? You’re not interested in childish

 

I immediately regretted drinking that glass of thick

 

I don’t do well with

 

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