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?

 

called Pietro? What were the

 

in a place like this pig

 

because I was homesick. I’ve been waiting

 

give you

 

“I won’t answer that.”

 

are still staring at me while exchanging jokes with

 

reveal the fact that he was monitoring

 

I’d

 

but it

 

as I knew, Cesare never kept Pietro

 

him to the North? To keep an eye on me?

 

burning gaze,

 

he was just calmly exchanging talks with his master, but somehow that monster-like

 

like that of a bear’s

 

to refuse, right? Since you didn’t do

 

a separate punishment for that

 

what should I do? Ruby,

 

To be exact, I pretended to

 

you

 

all over the face of

 

time, he spun his

 

want me to

 

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

 

making me worried, I can’t help it. Why did my

 

my runaway commotion and

 

no idea about

 

my composure, but my breath

 

Calm down, be careful…

 

ruin it all. As I gathered my senses back, I gently

 

know that I can’t do anything bad. Why did they do

 

man who was smiling narrowed his

 

you

 

me like a murderer. They said that I tried to poison the archbishop’s niece in

 

the

 

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

 

she just a maiden? What’s the benefit

 

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

 

me. Pietro, spit out what you

 

of the

 

have nothing to do with the

 

with Freya a while ago passed by a corner

 

boldly spilled her

 

the queen

 

Freya but the Archbishop, Freya’s uncle were

 

want to have another bowl even though he was wagging his tail

 

stone the temple would be the worst place. It’s a place where the insides

 

digest the information that I realized

 

with ease, spat out again at me, rolling

 

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

 

my mind… I didn’t think much.

 

you out of your mind when

 

the sudden jump to

 

toward the cross

 

past or present, my

 

“Is Father really angry?”

 

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

 

faint

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