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 going to break

 

don’t

 

should slap

 

I dare

 

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

 

to my senses, Izek sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring, “For

 

all of

 

could have thrown it at me, instead

 

Silence fell.

 

put his hand under my armpit and lifted me

 

was definitely

 

the world did I just do

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

you okay? I

 

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

 

hand with one hand and kissed

 

Short and simple moves.

 

blankly, one side of my chest was in unbearable

 

time, I wondered why I

 

one who was hurt after hitting

 

he wasn’t hurt, but why did it

 

him when he told me

 

to just blow up a chance I had never

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

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

 

began to pound again as she was just leaving the study,

 

talking about? Did they talk about

 

which had always been expressionless,

 

by

 

not to hide

 

I stopped closing my eyes

 

“What have you done?”

 

hell did you do

 

question was a little

 

look on his face, but

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

was equally

 

was just

 

the way, Ellenia should have known by now that I had hit

 

it, but it left

 

no turning

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

romantic scene it was to sit on the

 

the fireplace looked as if it would summon a fearsome werewolf

 

across from me was a monster who was no match

 

of warm

 

front of me, untied his gauntlets and cuffs, and threw them off roughly. Was it okay to just throw it

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

at the prominent throat gulping down molasses like

 

try

 

he handed it to me without a word of what he

 

what this

 

I remembered the image of Freya I faced at

 

what Izek

 

was always trying to

 

not interested in childish emotional

 

drinking that glass of

 

don’t do well

 

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