How To Get My Husband On My Side

Chapter 79

His previously strong gaze became less intense.

Are you kidding me?

I smiled and brought my husband's hand to my cheek.

His head slowly came down and put his forehead against my forehead.

"What if my habit gets worse?"

"You have a lot of strange worries. Is it a big deal for a princess to have a bad habit?"

"But I'm not even a real princess."

"You are a real princess."

"That's just in Romagna, officially I'm just..."

No matter how well-treated, I was just the Pope's illegitimate child.

That was the same for me, Enzo, and Cesare.

All three of us knew that the moment we were, this fate was one that we could not escape from for the rest of our lives.

In addition, there were suspicions that I was not the biological daughter of the Pope.

"Isn't "Runaway Princess" the title of a novel in which a girl like you ran away with an obese lizard?"

"...It's 'Kidnapped Princess'. It's about a dragon kidnapping a princess."

"Is that so? I haven't read it."

It would be amusing if he had read such a fairy tale.

I guessed that the incident with the dragon would never leave his mind.

Well, I had nothing to say because I made him angry with my wish.

What I was more concerned about was that Izek was no longer asking the whole story about what I had confessed, so I became a little confused.

Was this enough?

Was he not at all curious about the situation before and after what happened to his old friend, how his loyal servant came out and caused such a commotion?

Then, I thought it was good for me.

I didn't want to care about this right now.

I wanted to focus only on what he had said to me a while ago and the way he looked at me.

The hope that a miracle could happen to me because he was obsessed with me, was a sweet epilepsy, almost magical.... Even if it was just a fleeting dream.

Long fingers dug into my hair.

With the sharp sense of the fingers sweeping over my scalp, I gulped.

"Iz, should we wash up? Will you wash my hair?"

His eyes fluttered and fell on me. An expression where I didn't know if he's smiling or frowning.

"You said you didn't have time to gain weight because of me earlier."

"Hey, why are you talking like that?"

I turned pale while my husband raised me up.

Oh god, who would have guessed that a feisty ascetic would turn into such a person?

It was questionable how he had been so firmly aiming for purity.

Furthermore, I wondered if this change was simply because of his first love.

So, even if it was someone other than me...

"If you make a wish like that again, I won't wash you next time."

Would he still have been this dreamy?

A boy who fell in love for the first time, like Romeo who met Juliet, like Solomon with the queen of Sheba, would he never change?