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

 

don’t want

 

should slap me in

 

I dare do

 

left my mind at a ridiculous rate, came back

 

Izek sighed and held my tingling hand, murmuring, “For once, I should have

 

all of a

 

have thrown it

 

Silence fell.

 

glanced at him, lost for words, and now he put his hand under my armpit and

 

he was definitely no

 

the world did I just do

 

“Hey, Iz…?”

 

“Mmm.”

 

you okay? I

 

kid, but it’s bearable. I’m afraid I wouldn’t get bruised

 

husband kept caressing my hand with

 

Short and simple moves.

 

of my chest was

 

wondered why I was doing

 

one

 

why did

 

when he told me to slap

 

a fool to just blow up a chance I had never

 

 

 

“…brother?”

 

back into the mansion, I ran into Ellenia on my

 

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

 

about? Did they talk about

 

face, which had always been expressionless,

 

that I was brought back by my husband in tears, it was

 

also tried not

 

rush of shame, I stopped closing my

 

“What have you done?”

 

did you do to

 

of the question was a

 

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

 

“I’m married.”

 

“What…?”

 

answer was equally

 

was

 

known by now that I

 

it left a bitter taste in my

 

was no turning

 

 

 

“Come here.”

 

to

 

green torch burning in the fireplace looked as if it would

 

a monster who was

 

scent of warm

 

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

 

“What’s in your glass?”

 

“It’s just molasses alcohol.”

 

I stared at the prominent throat gulping down molasses like drinking some soft drink, and asked

 

try

 

he handed it to me without a word of what he had

 

didn’t know what this

 

was probably because I remembered the image of Freya

 

what Izek

 

always trying to

 

interested in

 

I immediately regretted drinking that glass of

 

I don’t do

 

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