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

 

a place

 

I almost cried because I was homesick.

 

I give

 

“I won’t answer that.”

 

staring at me while exchanging

 

that he had to openly reveal the fact that he

 

know if I’d noticed the

 

was expecting surveillance, but it was unexpected that Pietro was here

 

far as I knew, Cesare never kept Pietro away

 

North? To keep an eye on me? Since

 

the burning gaze, I glanced

 

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

 

like that of

 

feel guilty to refuse, right? Since

 

will receive a separate punishment for

 

should I do? Ruby,

 

blankly. To be exact,

 

are you talking

 

spread all over the face of the expressionless

 

time, he

 

me to do?

 

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

 

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

 

he hear about my runaway commotion and send

 

no idea about me

 

my composure, but my

 

Calm down, be careful…

 

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

 

experience having such a hard time. You know that I can’t do anything

 

man who was smiling

 

you

 

archbishop’s niece in the temple.

 

breathed slightly, blurring the end of

 

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

 

maiden? What’s the benefit of getting rid

 

Neither father nor

 

Pietro, spit out what you

 

of

 

to do with the poison attempt incident, leaving me

 

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

 

that time, Freya boldly spilled her ambition on

 

the queen of the

 

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

 

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

 

right. To assassinate with Magic stone the temple would be the worst place. It’s a place where

 

no time to digest

 

the glass with ease, spat out again at

 

would have been scary. Poor thing. But that impulsive behavior,

 

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

 

out of your mind when you were hugged by your

 

with the sudden jump

 

my eyes turned toward the cross on the

 

in the past or present, my

 

“Is Father really angry?”

 

father is not here, so tell me honestly what happened. Seeing your

 

faint smile

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