Chapter 5: My First Meeting With My Husband
The room suddenly became quiet.
I lowered my arms around my head and opened my eyes.
The intruder at dawn was now falling to the ground like a dead moth, slowly evaporating into a black smoke.
The man, who was standing with a blue-glowed sword and staring blankly at it, turned his gaze towards me.
Thud, Thud
My heart pounded.
I didn't know if it was because of what had just happened or because of the unexpected first meeting.
Or is it because of the overwhelming murderous look that comes out of him?
The silvery bluish hair, vivid red eyes, and smooth jawline and straight features looked quite similar to Ellenia.
However the man gave off a different atmosphere. If Ellenia gave a cold-hearted ice princess atmosphere— suitable for a noble, this man gave off a very vicious and dangerous feel.
The eyes staring at me were so overwhelming that I couldn't help but shiver.
No, Why are you staring at me like that?
"What's the reason?"
"What?"
"What reason do you have to turn it off?"
It was such a terrifying voice that if I had been the culprit who put out the fire myself, I would have voluntarily made excuses.
Do you think I made this up on purpose?
"It is not…."
"I don't think you have to do this, because you are already gathering enough attention. Or is this something that you will use as evidence later on?"
He seemed to think that I was already making excuses for annulment.
I knew he wouldn't like me, but this is the worst image I've ever had, which means I've got a long way to go.
It was then that Ellenia, who stood quietly at the door and watched us, approached.
Ellenia spoke calmly, facing her brother who was facing me.
"Don't be rash, brother. We don't know who did it yet. Even if sister-in-law did it, she wouldn't have known this would happen. They don't have such fire in Romagna."
I love you, Ellen. I will save you even if it costs my life.
I reached out, hiding behind Ellenia's back, and gripped the hem of her dress.
Apparently it was casual dress, not pajamas.
The two appeared right away, and it seems that the brother and sister were drinking tea together.
"I just woke up because it was so cold……."
"What? Speak out loud."
He was not someone you would consider as benevolent.
I took a short breath.
It was very natural for tears to form around my eyes.
But it's not just acting that makes my voice tremble.
My husband, who was holding his sword and staring straight at me, was like Satan who had just come up from the abyss.
Tch, the equivalent of Cesar was right here.
"I woke up for a moment and the light was off……."
"Then someone else did it. Who could that be? My sister? Or me?"
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How To Win My Husband Over
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