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 author’s

 

in a place like this pig

 

serious? I almost cried because I was homesick. I’ve been waiting

 

I give

 

“I won’t answer that.”

 

me while exchanging jokes

 

was obvious that he had to openly reveal the fact that he was

 

I’d noticed the fake

 

but it was unexpected that Pietro was

 

Cesare never kept Pietro away no matter

 

the North? To keep an eye

 

gaze,

 

his master, but somehow

 

that

 

guilty to refuse, right? Since you

 

separate

 

I do? Ruby, you

 

To be exact, I pretended

 

are you

 

all over the face of the expressionless

 

time, he spun his glass

 

you want me

 

right now. He’s been monitoring me

 

keep making me worried, I can’t help it. Why did my quiet sister run away from

 

my runaway

 

still have no idea about me and the

 

but my

 

Calm down, be careful…

 

I gathered my

 

hard time. You know that I can’t do

 

man who was smiling narrowed

 

you talking

 

archbishop’s niece in the temple. Did

 

breathed slightly, blurring the end of my

 

at me, exchanging his gaze

 

a maiden? What’s the benefit

 

don’t know. Neither father nor brother ever

 

the same for me. Pietro,

 

the identity of

 

nothing to do with

 

with Freya a while ago

 

boldly spilled

 

be the queen of the

 

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

 

though he was wagging his tail hard. He’s a greedy

 

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

 

was no time to digest the information

 

who filled the glass with ease, spat out again at me, rolling eyes at my confused

 

would have been scary. Poor thing. But that

 

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

 

out of your mind when

 

with the sudden jump to the

 

eyes turned toward the

 

present, my cross must

 

“Is Father really angry?”

 

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

 

faint

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