How To Get My Husband On My Side

Chapter 77

Why are you acting good all of a sudden? You seem very sincere, but I'm doubtful whether I'm dreaming this.

Of course, if he really had been sincere since the first day, he would have sent me home the very next moment.....

"Not a word of everything I said to you at the time was true......."

"Well, it's okay, I'm not mistaken anyway, I didn't misunderstand, so you don't have to worry about it....."

"It's not like that! No, it's not that way, I'm sorry."

"...what?"

It was natural that I doubted my ears for a moment.

Did this arrogant protagonist just voluntarily apologize? I need to hear this again.

My husband, who had been still like a statue, stretched out his arms very slowly without warning and hugged me, and the hiccups that had stopped were about to pop out again.

As my face was buried in his rock-like shoulder, confusion poured in.

"If I hadn't been so confused from the beginning, you wouldn't have been like this, but in the end..."

There was a complex note in his voice while his arms held me tight.

A voice low enough to be close to whispers. Almost a moan.

I was just dazed. My mind felt completely blank.

What was he talking about?

At this point, I had to give a proper answer.

However, unlike my mind, my mouth had its own plan.

"I didn't do that."

"I know."

"It's not really me."

"I know."

Something that was tightly clumped in the corner of my chest cracked and burst.

Waves of unknown passion seemed to have engulfed any reason left in me.

"I didn't do it, I didn't do anything. Why is everyone doing this to me...!?"

His arms clasped tightly against my struggling body.

I sobbed and pounded the shoulders of the man who locked my body.

I didn't realize the craziness in what I was doing. In the meantime, Izek held me still and silently.

If he was like everyone else, everything would be much easier. If he was like all those cursed people.

If he hadn't looked at me like that every night, if he hadn't looked at me like a real princess in his arms, I wouldn't have had the stupid fear of losing him.

I thought it wouldn't matter if he was Blue Beard as long as I could live.

Why do you keep doing this to me?

Why do you keep making me want to be greedy?

With all that I was doing, I finally decided I couldn't stand it anymore, but he grabbed my hand, which was hitting him.

Of course, it was not because he was hurt.

It was my hand that smacked his metal armor that was feeling pain.

"Ruby, stop. Stop it. You're going to break your hands."

"Ugh, I don't want to......!"

"Okay, then you should slap me in the face."