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

 

him to be here, but the candidates, who had made it till the second half, would have been resting as

 

that Cesare was here and Izek was

 

“Oh, Ruby.”

 

dinner table with a smile, I almost paused

 

god. What kind of

 

me a loving smile is absolutely abominable.

 

reason is Duke Omerta sitting right in front of

 

matters worse, why is

 

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

 

if asking for understanding.

 

had something to say to the Duke, which somehow

 

Aha, is that so?

 

sitting face to face with my

 

luck or was just

 

must have been your first time watching

 

what they really

 

but

 

if he’s Cesare, was it just me who thought this combination

 

amazing than I imagined. Everyone… I just didn’t know what to do because I

 

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

 

but honestly, I was a

 

my father-in-law said it was worth

 

Then, Alfonso started laughing.

 

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

 

least and

 

I pretended to laugh awkwardly and picked up a warm butter roll in

 

as soon as Cesare talked to me,

 

must be nervous because you are the

 

“…Uhn.”

 

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

 

father-in-law intervened again on behalf of me,

 

shook his head

 

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

 

“That’s unfortunate.”

 

these nobles were chatting among themselves, I chewed and swallowed hard, picking up another butter roll and

 

after applying plenty of butter to the fragrant bread, I pushed

 

hard. Don’t talk to me, don’t

 

accompany you on this journey, but unfortunately, he must

 

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

 

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?

 

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

 

I guess he’s

 

were happy with each

 

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

 

swallowed a silent swear word, chewed the other half of the

 

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

 

“Yes.”

 

I felt very

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