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

 

in a place like this pig

 

because I

 

give you

 

“I won’t answer that.”

 

still staring at me while

 

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

 

didn’t know if I’d noticed the

 

surveillance, but it was unexpected

 

as I knew, Cesare never kept Pietro away

 

the North? To keep an eye

 

avoid the burning gaze, I glanced toward the

 

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

 

huge shoulder like that of a bear’s was

 

to refuse, right? Since you didn’t

 

a separate punishment for that

 

I do?

 

blankly. To be exact, I pretended to

 

are you

 

spread all over

 

he

 

do you want 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

 

hear about my runaway commotion and send

 

did he still have no idea about me

 

my composure, but

 

Calm down, be careful…

 

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

 

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

 

if this was unexpected, the man who was smiling narrowed his

 

you talking

 

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

 

slightly, blurring the end of my

 

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

 

a maiden? What’s the

 

Neither father nor brother ever tells

 

for me. Pietro, spit out what you found

 

identity of the fake monk was

 

than that, my brother seemed to have nothing to

 

a while ago passed

 

that time, Freya boldly spilled her ambition

 

to be the queen of

 

uncle were not aiming purely to enter the walls

 

bowl even though he

 

the temple would be the worst place.

 

time to digest the information

 

out again at me, rolling

 

have been scary. Poor thing. But that

 

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

 

mind when you were hugged by

 

the

 

turned toward the cross on

 

the past or present, my

 

“Is Father really angry?”

 

valid question, but father is not here, so tell me honestly what happened. Seeing your husband doing it today,

 

the faint

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