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

 

don’t

 

you should slap

 

I dare do

 

left my mind at a ridiculous rate, came

 

Izek sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring,

 

all of

 

thrown it at me, instead

 

Silence fell.

 

he put his hand under my armpit and lifted me up

 

he was definitely no

 

the world did I

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

you okay? I hit you too

 

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

 

hand with one hand and kissed

 

Short and simple moves.

 

of my chest was in unbearable

 

the same time, I wondered why I was doing

 

only one who was hurt after

 

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

 

he told me to

 

fool to just blow up a

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

into the mansion, I ran into Ellenia on my way. Not

 

heart began to pound again as she was just

 

about? Did they

 

been expressionless, was

 

I was brought back by my husband

 

tried not

 

closing my

 

“What have you done?”

 

the hell did you do to

 

subject of the question was

 

had a very sad look on his face, but he

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

was

 

was just that

 

have known by now that

 

regret it, but it left a bitter

 

no turning back

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

a romantic scene it was to sit on the balcony facing

 

fireplace looked as if it would summon a

 

me was a monster who

 

scent of warm frothy cocoa was

 

were floating, Izek sat in front of me,

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

I stared at the prominent throat gulping down molasses like drinking

 

I try

 

me, but soon he handed it to me without a

 

didn’t know what this sudden impulse

 

was probably because I remembered the image of Freya I faced at the

 

Izek

 

that she was always trying to

 

interested in

 

regretted drinking that glass of thick honey-colored

 

don’t do well

 

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