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.

 

been a little different if Izek

 

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

 

ironic that Cesare was here and Izek was

 

“Oh, Ruby.”

 

the dinner table with a smile, I almost

 

kind

 

the fact that Cesare is giving me a loving smile is absolutely abominable. I’ve

 

for what reason is Duke Omerta

 

matters worse, why

 

and ex-fiance who

 

me as if asking for understanding. I smiled. So

 

my. You look surprised. I had something to say to the Duke, which

 

Aha, is that so?

 

to face with my brother

 

confused whether he had good luck or was just bright from the

 

your first time watching this match. How do

 

wondered what they

 

Alfonso but also my

 

he’s Cesare, was it just me

 

than I imagined. Everyone… I just

 

such a loser, where

 

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

 

well when my father-in-law

 

Then, Alfonso started laughing.

 

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

 

answer the least and not say unnecessary

 

laugh awkwardly and picked up a warm

 

Cesare talked to me, I took a

 

be nervous because you are the

 

“…Uhn.”

 

a big compliment, Your Grace. It 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

 

intervened again on behalf of me, who couldn’t answer properly

 

shook his

 

that’s already out of fashion, so there’s no other hideous thing. Why is it that

 

“That’s unfortunate.”

 

swallowed hard, picking up another

 

butter to the fragrant bread,

 

to me, don’t talk to

 

would accompany you on this journey, but unfortunately, he

 

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

 

course, Cesare responded leisurely as the world’s

 

got along well. It’s not that he couldn’t come. My father barely stopped him from making a

 

“Huh, why?

 

you? If he had been here, he would have messed around everywhere and gotten thrown into

 

guess he’s

 

were happy

 

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

 

chewed the other half of the butter roll, and this time I picked up

 

would’ve been nice if he could’ve come.

 

“Yes.”

 

felt very grateful for these large

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