How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 79

Chapter 79

His previously strong gaze became less intense.

 

Are you kidding me?

 

I smiled and brought my husband’s hand to my cheek.

 

His head slowly came down and put his forehead against my forehead.

 

“What if my habit gets worse?”

 

“You have a lot of strange worries. Is it a big deal for a princess to have a bad habit?”

 

“But I’m not even a real princess.”

 

“You are a real princess.”

 

“That’s just in Romagna, officially I’m just…”

 

No matter how well-treated, I was just the Pope’s illegitimate child.

 

That was the same for me, Enzo, and Cesare.

 

All three of us knew that the moment we were, this fate was one that we could not escape from for the rest of our lives.

 

In addition, there were suspicions that I was not the biological daughter of the Pope.

 

“Isn’t “Runaway Princess” the title of a novel in which a girl like you ran away with an obese lizard?”

 

“…It’s ‘Kidnapped Princess’. It’s about a dragon kidnapping a princess.”

 

“Is that so? I haven’t read it.”

 

It would be amusing if he had read such a fairy tale.

 

I guessed that the incident with the dragon would never leave his mind.

 

Well, I had nothing to say because I made him angry with my wish.

 

What I was more concerned about was that Izek was no longer asking the whole story about what I had confessed, so I became a little confused.

 

Was this enough?

 

Was he not at all curious about the situation before and after what happened to his old friend, how his loyal servant came out and caused such a commotion?

 

Then, I thought it was good for me.

 

I didn’t want to care about this right now.

 

I wanted to focus only on what he had said to me a while ago and the way he looked at me.

 

The hope that a miracle could happen to me because he was obsessed with me, was a sweet epilepsy, almost magical.… Even if it was just a fleeting dream.

 

Long fingers dug into my hair.

 

With the sharp sense of the fingers sweeping over my scalp, I gulped.

 

“Iz, should we wash up? Will you wash my hair?”

 

His eyes fluttered and fell on me. An expression where I didn’t know if he’s smiling or frowning.

 

“You said you didn’t have time to gain weight because of me earlier.”

 

why are you talking like

 

turned pale while my

 

god, who would have guessed that a

 

how he had been so firmly

 

if this change was simply because of

 

even if it was someone other

 

like that again, I

 

he still have been

 

time, like Romeo who met Juliet, like Solomon with

 

body, raised my heels,

 

grabbed my cheek and

 

* * *

 

but the air in the early morning was still chilly and

 

Ellenia sat on the green, cool balcony and looked

 

ice and a rare

 

her head was throbbing and she had a headache, but it

 

had been rare in recent years for her to wake up at dawn, so the quietness of the early

 

well? It was all because

 

because of the commotion that took

 

one of the two parties in the case, there seemed to be a

 

misunderstanding occurred in

 

said she didn’t do

 

without any

 

recalled it again, she felt

 

didn’t like this kind

 

felt like she was going back

 

been a friend who she could talk to about anything since they

 

natural to believe in such

 

did she

 

was like a scared child,

 

did she look so indignant?

 

wouldn’t it be okay to make up

 

not the type to hold

 

Ellenia rubbed her temple

 

whether she should act as a mediator or not, she was not

 

clock’s needle back rose in her, persistently stuck in her gut, but she felt suffocated because there was no

 

of her

 

mother and Rudbeckia were different except

 

easier to understand the two if they were very similar in

 

a person

 

other hand, Rudbeckia cried very

 

garden, make wreaths or run around

 

They were very different.

 

her mother, different from the rumors known to the public, and different from everyone Ellenia had ever

 

it was very difficult

 

think much about her who fell from the sky and just stepped on the northern

 

hadn’t married, she would have married the Pope’s son and suffered staying with her

 

thought she was going to

 

herself thought

 

parties didn’t want more than anyone else, so it’d

 

she saw it, it

 

who knew this would happen, but she also questioned whether she really didn’t know at all

 

She couldn’t understand.

 

what had

 

most difficult thing to

 

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