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.

 

You’re

 

don’t

 

slap me in the

 

I dare

 

mind

 

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

 

of

 

you could have thrown it at

 

Silence fell.

 

now he put his hand

 

he was definitely no

 

I just do to this

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

okay? I hit you

 

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

 

my hand with one hand and kissed

 

Short and simple moves.

 

of my chest

 

I wondered

 

only one

 

wasn’t hurt, but why did it feel

 

him when he told

 

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

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

mansion, I ran into Ellenia on my

 

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

 

talking about?

 

face, which had always been expressionless,

 

I was brought back by my husband in tears,

 

father also tried not

 

I stopped closing my eyes and buried my face in my

 

“What have you done?”

 

the hell did you

 

of the question was

 

on his face, but he still strode past and responded

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was equally

 

family was just

 

have known by now that

 

it left a bitter taste in

 

no

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

it was to sit on the balcony facing

 

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

 

a monster who was no match for

 

scent of warm

 

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

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

I stared at the prominent throat gulping down molasses like drinking some soft

 

try it

 

and looked at me, but soon he handed it to me without a

 

know what this

 

probably because I remembered the image

 

Izek

 

she was always trying to

 

not interested

 

regretted drinking that glass of thick honey-colored

 

expected, I don’t do well

 

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