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

 

don’t want

 

should slap me in

 

would I dare do

 

that had left my mind at a

 

and trying to come to my senses, Izek sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring, “For once, I should have planted some

 

all of

 

thrown it at me, instead of

 

Silence fell.

 

and now he put

 

he was definitely

 

world did I just do

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

okay? I

 

hit me like a nine-year-old kid, but it’s bearable.

 

hand with one hand

 

Short and simple moves.

 

side of my chest was in unbearable

 

same time, I wondered why

 

only one who

 

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

 

him when he told me

 

to just blow up a chance I

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

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

 

she was just leaving the study, standing side by side with

 

about? Did they talk

 

had always been

 

by my husband in tears,

 

father also tried not to

 

I stopped closing my eyes and buried

 

“What have you done?”

 

hell did you do to

 

question

 

on his face, but he

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

was equally

 

this family was just

 

known by now that

 

but it left

 

no turning back

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

a romantic scene it was to sit on the balcony

 

green torch burning in the fireplace looked as if it would summon a fearsome

 

monster who was no match for

 

scent of warm frothy cocoa was

 

front of me, untied his gauntlets and cuffs, and threw them off

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

see. Rather than savouring the alcohol, I stared at the prominent throat gulping down molasses like drinking some soft drink, and

 

try it

 

and looked at me, but soon he handed it

 

didn’t know what this

 

image of Freya I faced at the temple that

 

what Izek

 

was always trying to steal his

 

what? You’re not interested in childish emotional

 

drinking that glass of

 

as expected, I don’t do well

 

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