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 the

 

in a place like this

 

you being serious? I almost cried because I

 

I give

 

“I won’t answer that.”

 

are still staring at me while

 

was obvious that he had to openly reveal the fact that

 

didn’t know if I’d noticed the

 

I was expecting surveillance, but it was unexpected that

 

far as I knew, Cesare never kept

 

to the North? To keep an

 

to avoid the burning gaze, I glanced toward

 

his master, but somehow

 

that of

 

feel guilty to refuse, right?

 

a separate punishment

 

I do? Ruby,

 

To be exact, I

 

are you

 

all over the face of

 

time, he spun his

 

you want me to do? To

 

no idea what you’re talking about right now. He’s been

 

me worried, I can’t help it. Why did

 

my runaway

 

no idea about me and

 

tried to maintain my composure, but my breath

 

Calm down, be careful…

 

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

 

hard time. You know that I can’t do anything

 

if this was unexpected, the man who was smiling narrowed his

 

you

 

a murderer. They said that I tried to poison the archbishop’s niece in the temple. Did Father do this? If you had at

 

slightly, blurring the end of

 

I pretended to be the victim, Cesare quietly looked at me, exchanging his gaze with his henchman, and soon opened his

 

What’s the benefit of getting rid

 

know. Neither father nor brother ever tells

 

the same for me. Pietro,

 

expected, the identity of the fake monk

 

than that, my brother seemed to have nothing to

 

encounter I had with Freya a while ago passed by a corner of

 

boldly spilled

 

the queen of the

 

Freya but the Archbishop, Freya’s uncle were not aiming purely

 

to want to have another bowl even though he was wagging his tail hard. He’s a

 

the temple would be the worst place.

 

digest

 

out again at me, rolling eyes at my

 

thing. But that impulsive behavior,

 

I was out of my mind… I didn’t think much. I keep reflecting on

 

mind when

 

the sudden jump to the

 

eyes turned toward the

 

the past or present, my cross must be my older

 

“Is Father really angry?”

 

but father is not here, so tell me honestly what happened. Seeing your husband doing it today, I don’t think

 

the faint smile

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