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?

 

he called Pietro? What were the

 

worked hard in a

 

almost cried because I was homesick. I’ve been waiting for

 

I give

 

“I won’t answer that.”

 

are still staring at me while exchanging jokes with

 

he had to openly reveal the fact that he was

 

didn’t know if I’d

 

but it was unexpected that Pietro was here

 

far as I knew, Cesare never kept Pietro

 

North? To

 

to avoid the burning gaze, I glanced toward the

 

with his master, but somehow that

 

like that of a bear’s

 

right? Since

 

receive a separate punishment for

 

do? Ruby,

 

blankly. To be exact, I pretended to do

 

are you

 

cool smile spread all over the face of the

 

he spun his glass

 

me to do? To

 

about right now. He’s been

 

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

 

about my

 

did he still have no idea about me and

 

maintain my composure, but

 

Calm down, be careful…

 

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

 

know that I can’t

 

the man who

 

you

 

I tried to poison the archbishop’s

 

slightly, blurring the end of

 

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

 

the benefit of getting

 

Neither father nor

 

for me. Pietro, spit out what you found

 

identity of the fake monk

 

have nothing to do with the

 

a while ago

 

time, Freya boldly spilled

 

wanted to be the

 

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

 

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

 

the temple would be the worst

 

was no time to digest the information that I

 

spat out again at me, rolling

 

have been scary. Poor thing. But that impulsive

 

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

 

out of your mind when you were hugged by

 

was very familiar with the sudden jump to

 

eyes turned toward the cross

 

the past or present, my

 

“Is Father really angry?”

 

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

 

the faint

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