How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 90

My heart began to beat nervously, but I smiled casually and followed him.

 

The sound of footsteps stepping on rough marble stairs rang dimly.

 

The temple always felt dull, but today it was ever so terrifying.

 

The hallway stretched out as a long passage, looking gloomy, as if ghosts from hell would pop out any moment.

 

I fiddled with the bracelet on my wrist without realizing it.

 

I wore this when I changed earlier.

 

When we’d passed countless corridors and stairs without a word and finally entered the entrance of a large room with a wide open door, a heavy thumping sound rang from far away.

 

The sound of closing one of the main gates of the temple.

 

At the same time as I looked back in surprise, the door behind my back was also closed with a thud.

 

I was speechless.

 

“This is…”

 

“Welcome.”

 

Cesare was sitting on a chair next to the fireplace, with only a thin shirt on.

 

I didn’t relax while he sipped a glass and put one leg comfortably on the table.

 

“Isn’t this the Archbishop’s room?”

 

“You care too much about everything. That impatient old man would be so happy that I stayed here.”

 

The man who responded in a sneering manner turned to me.

 

Suddenly, I regretted not changing my clothes.

 

I felt like he wanted to tear my dress apart and throw it into the stove.

 

“Don’t you think so?”

 

His eyes glared at me, but the words were directed to the man behind me.

 

The fake monk, who was standing like a statue after closing the door, strode past me and went to Cesare. Then, he pulled down the hood.

 

“He’ll readily lick your soles.”

 

The scar across his eyelid was blackened.

 

However, I was not surprised by the harsh appearance of the fake monk. It was because of his familiar rough and stiff red hair.

 

I saw this guy for the first time today. To be exact, it was my first time seeing him in person like this.

 

Thanks to knowing the original book, I knew that Cesare had a very loyal and vicious henchman.

 

Along with the fact that the monster-like henchman gave a harsh impression.

 

And that voice…… Earlier, I didn’t know if it was because I was tired, but it seemed like a voice I had heard before.

 

Right, from last time…

 

‘That was so amazing, Lady Rudbeckia.’

 

Was it him who crushed my foot?

 

Pietro? What were

 

in a place like

 

I almost cried because

 

I give

 

“I won’t answer that.”

 

staring at me

 

to openly reveal the fact that he was monitoring me

 

didn’t know if I’d noticed the

 

but it

 

knew, Cesare never kept

 

the North? To keep an eye on

 

burning gaze, I

 

with his master, but somehow that monster-like man

 

like that of

 

guilty to refuse, right? Since you didn’t do anything

 

will receive a separate punishment

 

what should I do?

 

blinked blankly. To be exact, I pretended to

 

you talking

 

cool smile spread all over the face of the

 

time, he spun his glass round

 

you want me

 

now. He’s been

 

worried, I can’t help it. Why did my quiet sister run away

 

he hear about my

 

did he still have no idea about me and

 

to maintain my composure, but my breath kept trembling.

 

Calm down, be careful…

 

act wrong, you’ll ruin it all. As I gathered my senses back, I gently closed my open

 

first experience having such a hard time. You know that I can’t do anything bad.

 

unexpected, the man who

 

you talking

 

that I tried to poison the archbishop’s niece in the temple. Did Father do this? If you

 

the end of my

 

victim, Cesare quietly looked at me, exchanging his gaze with his

 

she just a maiden? What’s the benefit of

 

know. I don’t know. Neither father nor brother ever tells

 

was the same for me. Pietro, spit out what

 

of the fake monk

 

my brother seemed to have nothing to

 

a while ago passed by

 

that time, Freya boldly spilled

 

to be the

 

but the Archbishop, Freya’s uncle were not aiming

 

even though he was wagging his tail hard. He’s a

 

be the worst place. It’s a place where the

 

digest the

 

ease, spat out

 

scary. Poor thing. But that impulsive behavior, it’s not

 

out of my mind…

 

you out of your mind when you

 

the sudden jump to

 

toward the

 

present, my cross must be my older

 

“Is Father really angry?”

 

is not here, so tell me honestly what happened. Seeing your husband doing it

 

faint

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