How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 93

 

I didn’t know how to talk to her at first, so I answered as soon as I could and pretended to open my pouch.

 

Then another awkward silence passed by. Oh gosh.

 

Certainly, there was a huge difference between knowing the content in your head and actually saying it.

 

If I didn’t know the end of this game, I would probably run out of the audience early in the middle of the first half or get confused like a supporting role commonly described in each such scene.

 

I didn’t know that in the common games of my previous life, the things that used to be described were such scary creatures.

 

“……Especially when the troll came out, I was so nervous that it was going to go wrong.”

 

I didn’t know what was more surprising after spending a few days with monsters in the frost forest and meeting the dragon, the one at the top, but the monsters jumping around the stadium today were different from what I’d encountered so far.

 

Even though it was ferocious, it felt so different from those who were reminiscent of wild animals in many ways.

 

Maybe that was why I was glad.

 

“I understand, but you don’t have to worry too much. The year Izek won in the past was much scarier.”

 

“Oh…”

 

“It’s not an exaggeration to say that it’s getting easier.”

 

I see. So this was what getting easier meant.

 

It was doubtful whether half of the candidates who played today were alive.

 

I was starting to get confused whether the humans here were weird or just me.

 

Anyway, the situation still looked awkward, but I was grateful for the calmness.

 

I could feel her glancing at me through the mirror while smiling and pretending to apply the rough alongside.

 

She seemed to be hesitating.

 

Was she doubting that I threw up again? I didn’t know if she paid attention now, but…

 

“Is there anything else going on?”

 

Sure enough.

 

“Ah… nothing that big of a deal…”

 

“……Oh, so it’s nothing.”

 

Taking back her sudden question, Ellenia shook her head as if she were regretting right away, and no longer said anything or looked at me.

 

So I, too, kept quiet until she left first with her pouch.

 

* * *

 

Dinner was hosted by Omerta Castle after the match.

 

It was nothing new because this was just as I had remembered, but Cesare staying at the duke’s quarters made me so annoyed.

 

I didn’t know why, but I felt like I was being invaded.

 

a little different if Izek

 

here, but the candidates, who had made it till the second half, would have

 

Cesare was here

 

“Oh, Ruby.”

 

dinner table with a smile,

 

kind of funny combination is

 

giving me a loving smile is absolutely abominable. I’ve

 

Duke Omerta sitting right in

 

worse, why is Alfonso

 

my father-in-law, brother, and ex-fiance who has

 

his embarrassment to me as if asking

 

to say to the Duke, which

 

Aha, is that so?

 

sitting face to face with my brother and drinking with

 

luck or was just

 

first time watching this match. How do you

 

wondered what they

 

Alfonso but also my

 

Cesare, was it just me who thought this combination

 

just didn’t know what to

 

son. If he were such a loser, where would your

 

not doubting my father’s perspective, but honestly, I was a little

 

father-in-law

 

Then, Alfonso started laughing.

 

enough to go crazy? I don’t know what they are up to,

 

should answer the least and not

 

picked up a warm butter roll in the bread

 

as soon as Cesare talked to me, I

 

be nervous because you are the mistress

 

“…Uhn.”

 

is shabby compared to the grandeur of the southern nobility. Come to think of it, isn’t Rembrandt’s Vishelier Castle famous

 

behalf of me, who couldn’t

 

Alfonso humbly shook his head with a smiling

 

ancient style that’s already out of fashion, so there’s no other hideous thing. Why is it that traditional style is so hard to

 

“That’s unfortunate.”

 

I chewed and swallowed hard, picking up another

 

applying plenty of butter to the fragrant

 

is hard. Don’t talk to me,

 

you on this journey, but unfortunately, he must have been

 

guess how much Cesare is grinding his teeth at the fact that

 

as the world’s strongest with

 

my brother and I got along well. It’s not that he couldn’t come. My father barely stopped him

 

“Huh, why?

 

you? If he had been here, he would

 

I guess he’s

 

were happy with each

 

at least Enzo was not a multi-personality psycho who conspired or played

 

trick was this? I swallowed a silent swear word, chewed the other half of the

 

been nice if he could’ve come. Right,

 

“Yes.”

 

I felt very grateful for these large amounts of

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