"Your father is surprisingly strict. That's so harsh that even I'm surprised." Izek, who finally opened his mouth, murmured slowly.
My body shrank at his cold sarcastic voice.
"He doesn't usually do that, but I've had a bad accident. Shame on me..."
"Why are you crying?"
"Y-yes?"
"Why are you crying?"
Are you being sarcastic? I'm not crying. It's just that I'm so scared of you that I'm tearing up, you cold-blooded monster!
"Woo, I didn't mean to cry...... I'm sorry, I'm afraid, afraid you're disappointed in me......."
He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me just as I was about to wipe my eyes with my fist. My eyes widened as my legs relaxed.
Izek held my hands together and placed his head on top of it. He did it for a long time, without saying a word.
As I stared blankly at his silver hair, which was wet and disheveled, 50,000 thoughts crossed my mind.
And this was what he said when he finally raised his head, "People would think I made it like this."
"......."
"I'll have nothing to say when the lizard comes after me."
What are you talking about, Dragon Slayer?
My cheek, which was wet, was cupped by a rough palm.
"I don't know what to do when a girl cries. And..."
"......."
"Every time you do this, I......."
His teeth clenched, his eyes shook with a strange emotion.
A completely perplexed look, one where he was suppressing anger, pain, and bitterness.
I was confused, but I felt sorry for him.
"I wish your husband was a wiser man than me, but now I can't help it."
I didn't know what to say.
The touch on my wet cheek was soft.
His hand was rough, with calluses, but it didn't feel bad.
"I have to stop roaming between consideration and avoidance....."
"......."
"You have only one chance to come open now. So tell me what you want. You can do anything."
My head was ringing. I think he said this last time too. I could do anything after I chose...
I didn't know what that meant, but at this very moment, I could see that the opportunity I'd been looking for, had finally come back.
I was clueless about this sudden change of heart, but I couldn't miss it.
"Answer me carefully. It won't do any good if you regret it later."
Unconsciously, I may already have realized it.
He gave me a few chances, and this was the last time.
Once I opened this door, I'd never be able to go back, something I had never imagined would be waiting.
I didn't have another option in the first place anyway. If I had a chance to choose, it was already clear which way to go.
I curled my arms around my husband's neck. I tried to answer carefully, but as my mouth opened, my tongue twisted as if I had been possessed.
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How To Get My Husband On My Side
RomanceI became the Villainess who died at the hands of her husband in the novel. To be exact, as a supporting role who dies after being used by her father and brother as a tool for political marriage. One day, my goddamn father crawled out and brought my...
