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

 

worked hard in a

 

cried because I was homesick. I’ve been waiting

 

I give you a

 

“I won’t answer that.”

 

at me while exchanging jokes with each

 

obvious that he had to openly reveal the fact that he was monitoring me in

 

if I’d

 

of course, I was expecting surveillance, but it was unexpected that Pietro was

 

I knew, Cesare never kept

 

To keep an eye on me?

 

avoid the burning gaze, I glanced toward the

 

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

 

that of a bear’s

 

feel guilty to refuse, right? Since you

 

receive a separate

 

do? Ruby, you

 

exact,

 

you talking

 

cool smile spread all over the face of

 

same time, he spun his

 

me to

 

idea what you’re talking about right now. He’s been monitoring me

 

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

 

hear about my

 

he still have no idea about me and the

 

but my breath kept trembling. Oh my

 

Calm down, be careful…

 

I gathered my senses back, I gently closed my open

 

a hard time. You know that I can’t do anything bad. Why did they do that to

 

if this was unexpected, the man

 

you talking

 

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

 

the

 

at me, exchanging his gaze with his henchman, and soon opened his

 

just a maiden? What’s the

 

Neither father nor brother

 

Pietro, spit out what you

 

identity of the fake monk was

 

my brother seemed to have nothing to do with the

 

bizarre encounter I had with Freya a while

 

that time, Freya boldly spilled her ambition

 

be the queen of the

 

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

 

to want to have another bowl even though he was

 

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

 

to digest the information that

 

with ease, spat out

 

been scary. Poor thing.

 

I was out of my mind… I didn’t think

 

your mind when

 

was very familiar with the sudden

 

turned toward the

 

present, my cross

 

“Is Father really angry?”

 

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

 

faint smile

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