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

 

I don’t want

 

slap me in the

 

I dare do

 

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

 

sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring, “For once, I should have planted some frost mushrooms

 

all of

 

could have thrown it

 

Silence fell.

 

words, and now he put his hand under my armpit and

 

he was definitely no

 

in the world did I just do to this

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

okay? I

 

nine-year-old kid, but it’s bearable. I’m afraid I wouldn’t get bruised

 

kept caressing my hand with one hand

 

Short and simple moves.

 

him blankly, one side of my chest was in unbearable

 

time, I wondered

 

was the only one who

 

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

 

slapped him when he told me to slap him

 

blow up a chance I

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

into the mansion, I ran into Ellenia on my

 

to pound again as she was just leaving the

 

were they talking about? Did they

 

always been expressionless, was

 

was brought back by my husband in tears,

 

tried not

 

closing my eyes and buried my face

 

“What have you done?”

 

did you do to

 

question

 

sad look on his face, but he still

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was equally

 

family was just

 

known by now that

 

it, but it left a bitter taste in

 

no turning back

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

a romantic scene it was to sit on the balcony facing

 

as if it would summon a fearsome werewolf

 

across from me was a monster who was no match for

 

of warm frothy cocoa

 

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

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

I stared at the prominent throat gulping

 

try

 

but soon he handed it to me without

 

know what

 

the image of Freya I faced at the temple

 

what Izek

 

that she was always trying to

 

interested

 

I immediately regretted drinking that glass of

 

as expected, I don’t do

 

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