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.

 

have been a little different if Izek was

 

had made it till the second half, would have been

 

was here and Izek was

 

“Oh, Ruby.”

 

dinner table with a smile, I

 

What kind of funny

 

that Cesare is giving me a loving smile is

 

Duke Omerta sitting right in front

 

make matters worse, why is

 

brother, and ex-fiance who has become

 

showed his embarrassment to me as if asking for understanding.

 

to say to

 

Aha, is that so?

 

to be sitting face to

 

was confused whether he had good luck

 

must have been your first time watching this match. How

 

wondered what they

 

but also my

 

it just me who thought

 

imagined. Everyone… I just didn’t know what

 

have to worry about my son. If he were such a loser, where would your Holy Father have

 

my father’s perspective, but honestly,

 

responded well when my father-in-law said it was worth

 

Then, Alfonso started laughing.

 

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

 

answer the least and not say

 

laugh awkwardly and picked up a warm butter

 

as Cesare talked to me, I took a

 

must be nervous because you are

 

“…Uhn.”

 

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

 

on behalf of me, who couldn’t answer

 

Alfonso humbly shook his head

 

It’s an 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 cope

 

“That’s unfortunate.”

 

chatting among themselves, I chewed and swallowed hard, picking up another butter roll and tearing  it in

 

applying plenty of butter to the fragrant bread, I

 

Don’t talk to me,

 

this journey, but unfortunately, he must have been

 

Cesare is grinding his teeth at the fact

 

course, Cesare responded leisurely as the world’s strongest with

 

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

 

“Huh, why?

 

don’t you? If he had been here, he would have messed around

 

I guess

 

happy with

 

Enzo was not a multi-personality psycho who conspired or played pretend all the time like

 

the other half of the butter roll, and this

 

been nice if he could’ve come. Right,

 

“Yes.”

 

very grateful for these large amounts of

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