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

 

I don’t want

 

you should slap me

 

I dare do

 

common sense that had left my mind at

 

sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring, “For once, I

 

all of

 

thrown it

 

Silence fell.

 

he put his hand under my armpit and

 

he was definitely no

 

I

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

okay? I hit you

 

a nine-year-old kid, but it’s

 

husband kept caressing my hand with one hand

 

Short and simple moves.

 

blankly, one side of my chest was in unbearable

 

the same time, I wondered why I was doing

 

all, I was the only one

 

but why did it feel like I was slowly getting

 

have slapped him when he told me

 

to just blow up a chance

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

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

 

began to pound again as she was just leaving the

 

about? Did they talk

 

had always been expressionless, was

 

was brought back by my

 

not to

 

I stopped closing my eyes

 

“What have you done?”

 

did you

 

question was a little

 

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

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was equally

 

was

 

known by now that I

 

left a bitter taste

 

no

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

it was to sit on

 

in the fireplace looked as if it would summon a fearsome

 

across from me was a monster

 

warm frothy

 

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

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

at the prominent throat gulping down molasses like drinking some soft

 

try

 

it to me without a

 

didn’t know what this

 

I remembered the image of Freya I

 

what Izek

 

she was always trying

 

what? You’re not interested in childish emotional

 

I immediately regretted drinking that glass

 

as expected, I don’t do

 

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