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 to

 

I don’t want

 

should slap

 

would I dare do

 

common sense that had left my mind at a ridiculous rate, came back

 

Izek sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring,

 

all of a

 

could have thrown it at me, instead

 

Silence fell.

 

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

 

he was

 

the world did I just do to this

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

you okay? I hit you

 

hit me like a nine-year-old kid, but it’s bearable. I’m afraid I wouldn’t get

 

hand with

 

Short and simple moves.

 

of

 

wondered why I

 

the only one who was

 

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

 

have slapped him when he

 

fool to just blow up

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

Ellenia on my way. Not only Ellenia

 

as she was just

 

they talking about? Did they

 

had always been expressionless, was filled with

 

was brought back by my husband in tears,

 

tried not to hide his appalled

 

shame, I stopped closing my eyes and

 

“What have you done?”

 

you do to

 

question

 

had a very sad look on his face, but

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

was

 

family was just

 

the way, Ellenia should have known by now that

 

left a bitter taste in my

 

no

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

to sit on

 

green torch burning in the fireplace looked as if it would summon a

 

was a monster who was no match

 

scent of warm frothy

 

grabbed a teaspoon and picked out the marshmallows that were floating, Izek sat in front of me, untied

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

prominent throat gulping down molasses like drinking some soft

 

I try it

 

and looked at me, but soon he handed it to

 

know what this sudden

 

remembered the image

 

what Izek said

 

she was always

 

interested

 

immediately regretted drinking that

 

expected, I don’t do well

 

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