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.

 

little different if Izek was

 

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

 

was here and Izek was in

 

“Oh, Ruby.”

 

returning to the dinner table with a

 

kind

 

say that the fact that Cesare is giving me a loving smile is absolutely abominable. I’ve been sitting next to

 

reason is Duke Omerta sitting right in front of

 

matters worse,

 

ex-fiance who

 

his embarrassment to me as if asking for understanding. I smiled.

 

to say to the Duke, which somehow

 

Aha, is that so?

 

to be sitting face to face with my brother and drinking with

 

confused whether he had good luck or was just

 

been your first time watching this match. How do you

 

what they really

 

only Alfonso but also

 

Cesare, was it just me who thought

 

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

 

such a loser, where would

 

not doubting my father’s perspective, but honestly, I

 

when my father-in-law said it was

 

Then, Alfonso started laughing.

 

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

 

the least and not

 

I pretended to laugh awkwardly and picked up a

 

talked to me, I took

 

you must be nervous because you are

 

“…Uhn.”

 

shabby compared to the grandeur of the southern nobility. Come to think of

 

me, who couldn’t answer

 

shook

 

unique style? 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

 

“That’s unfortunate.”

 

and swallowed hard, picking up another butter roll

 

the fragrant bread, I pushed

 

to me, don’t talk

 

on this journey,

 

grinding his teeth at the fact that Enzo was sitting in the seat

 

responded leisurely as the

 

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

 

“Huh, why?

 

been here, he would have messed around everywhere and gotten thrown into the middle of the

 

guess he’s still

 

were happy

 

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

 

the other half of the

 

if he could’ve

 

“Yes.”

 

times like this, I felt very grateful

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