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. Stop it. You’re going to break your

 

don’t

 

slap me in

 

I dare

 

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

 

and trying to come to my senses, Izek sighed and held my

 

all of a

 

thrown it

 

Silence fell.

 

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

 

he was definitely

 

the world did I just do

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

you okay? I

 

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

 

hand with

 

Short and simple moves.

 

of my chest was in

 

I wondered why I

 

was the only one who was hurt after

 

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

 

have slapped him when he told

 

to just blow up a

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

Ellenia on

 

to pound again as she was just leaving the study, standing side by side

 

talking about? Did

 

had always been expressionless,

 

brought back by my husband in tears, it

 

father also tried not to

 

closing my eyes and buried

 

“What have you done?”

 

hell did you

 

question was a

 

Izek had a very sad look on his face, but he still strode past

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

was

 

was just

 

Ellenia should have known by now that

 

left a

 

was no

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

a romantic scene it was to sit on

 

green torch burning in the fireplace looked as if it would

 

monster who was no match for

 

warm

 

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

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

than savouring the alcohol, I stared at the prominent throat gulping down molasses like drinking some

 

I try

 

and looked at me, but soon he handed it to

 

what this sudden

 

remembered the image of Freya I faced at the

 

what Izek

 

that she was always trying to

 

what? You’re not interested in

 

that

 

as expected, I don’t

 

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