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?

 

What

 

in a place like

 

cried because

 

give you a

 

“I won’t answer that.”

 

me while exchanging jokes with each

 

that he had to openly reveal the fact that he was

 

I’d noticed the

 

but it was unexpected

 

knew, Cesare never kept Pietro

 

to the North? To

 

burning gaze, I glanced toward

 

talks with his master, but somehow that monster-like man seemed to

 

shoulder like that of a

 

to refuse, right? Since you didn’t do

 

a separate punishment for

 

I do? Ruby, you tell

 

exact, I pretended to

 

are you

 

over the face of the expressionless

 

he

 

want me

 

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

 

help it. Why did my

 

about my

 

he still have no idea about me and

 

to maintain my composure, but my

 

Calm down, be careful…

 

you’ll ruin it all. As I gathered my senses back,

 

having such a hard time. You know that I

 

unexpected, the man who was smiling

 

you

 

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

 

slightly, blurring the end of my

 

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

 

a maiden? What’s the benefit of getting rid of

 

Neither father nor brother

 

same for me. Pietro, spit out what you

 

of the fake monk

 

to have nothing to do with the poison attempt incident,

 

Freya a while ago passed by a corner of

 

Freya boldly

 

wanted to be the queen

 

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

 

though he was

 

the worst place. It’s a place where the insides could be seen

 

digest the information that

 

the glass with ease, spat out again at me,

 

scary. Poor thing. But that impulsive behavior, it’s

 

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

 

mind when you were hugged by your

 

the sudden jump to

 

eyes turned toward the cross

 

in the past or present, my cross must be my older

 

“Is Father really angry?”

 

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

 

faint

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