Chapter 57
How to Get My Husband on My Side
Chapter 57
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Translator: Yui
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It was not a sad or affectionate position, but a position where the parents put their children on their knees to scold them.
That was the position! Damn it! What was this?
I was so embarrassed that I couldnât even think of moving, but somehow I heard my husbandâs cautious voice.
âAre you all right?â
â.......â
âDo you feel faint?â
No, but Iâd rather faint. I felt that it was better to have a bloody nose and faint.
If only my toes were okay. No, if only there werenât any turtle plates.
His hands helplessly dug under my armpit.
No, donât touch me!
âYou seem weak...â
âOh, no..!â
âWhat do you mean no?â
Iâm so embarrassed!
However, it was useless even if I tried to hold on with all my strength. I bent my head as low as I could while Izek lifted me up easily.
Ah, respectful Paladins, please make a mouse hole with your fraudulent superpowers.
âRaise your face.â
âI-I donât want to....â
âYou donât like me?â
Why are you asking me that so seriously?
âI-Iâm so embarrassed.......â
âYou just fell down, whatâs so shameful?â
âBut...â
God, you really hate me, donât you? Thereâs no way youâll keep holding this conversation without doing that.
I didnât even realize that I was stuck on Izekâs lap, burying my head in his magnificent shoulders.
âReally, really, really stupid.....â
âI donât think itâs stupid at all. Raise your face.â
Really?
I pulled myself together and lifted my head gently.
I heard half of what he said. Until my eyes met the vivid giant turtleâs eyes.
âAhhhh!â
âWhy, why...â
âA-Arenât you surprised to see that?â
Whatâs wrong with me? Iâd expected to be over the trauma. I thought I could stand turtle phobia calmly. Itâs all because thatâs too big.
What kind of artisan made such a big turtle dish!
Or maybe these are the psychological aftereffects of a stranger trying to break my toe....
âAre you afraid of turtles?â
âWhat, are you scared of turtles?â
âNo, no, Iâm not scared. Iâm sorry. Iâm not scared at all.â
âWhat?â
âI wonât be scared. Itâs not scary at all. Iâm sorry.â
There was a rumble above my head.
No, no, no. Wake up. Snap out of this, you idiot.
âNo more turtles!â
âYou hear me? Let me see your face now.â
My husbandâs voice sounded strange for some reason. It was so gentle that I couldnât get used to it.
His rugged hands came down to my chin, slowly sweeping down my tangled hair and face. Then I lifted my head.
The damned turtle was no longer in sight.
The only thing that came into my tear-stained vision were his red eyes, which were filled with unknown light.
On the contrary, my heart, which had been pounding, was already calming down.
âWhy did you cry?â
Thatâs a strange question. Why did I cry? I know he doesnât like crying, but canât he interrogate me later?
âDid you have another accident?â
Am I a kid?
I was trying to open my mouth, but I kept getting hiccups.
I didnât know why my toes hurt so much. I resented the turtle plate maker whose face I hadnât even seen.
âBecause Iâm hurt...â
âHurt?â
I canât. I canât say it. You will definitely laugh...You donât have to make fun of someone stepping on my foot.
Why the hell did I even come here? I should have gotten some ice packs from Ronja. What was I possessed by?
âMy feet, my feet hurt so much...â
â....â
I tried to hide myself because I was in pain, but my tongue had its own mind.
It hurts, it hurts, hubby. Some nasty bastard crumpled my foot and walked away. I told you to not laugh at it.
âIt hurts, it hurts.......â
It was clear that the mouth and body played separately. To the shame of my contradictory struggle of whining, Izek was pressing down on my shaking legs and leaning down to take off my shoes himself.
Someone gasped out in the hall. The look of my foot was quite gruesome.
It didnât seem like a broken toe, but blood was flowing out of my toenails and my toes were horribly swollen.
The silky socks that were peeled off were stained. It suddenly reminded me of the first time I learned ballet.
There was a cold silence as if someone had poured cold water on the fire. My husband, who had been staring at me for a long time, finally opened his mouth.
âWho the hell did this?â
My body trembled at his cold voice.
Holding my shoes, Sir Ivan, who had been frozen blankly, bent towards me.
His light green eyes had a rare, serious light in them.
âMy lady, how did this happen?â
âI, I donât know. I was just passing by when...â
I had become a lady who walked around without knowing who stepped on her feet. A moment where I was overwhelmed with self-pity.
âIf you canât speak, Iâll have to find out.â
What?
Izek jumped to his feet with me in his arms.
It was only then that Paladins and Andymion surrounded the area like a circular wall.
They were unfamiliar faces, all of which seemed serious.
âIzek, wait a minute...â
âGet your hands off me.â
âIâm sorry, sir. I should have kept an eye on her a little longer...â
âIf it had happened with so many eyes, it could have happened anytime.â
It suddenly hit me why Izek was famous for being the best paladin in the North and the best knight.
If he scolded his colleagues who were all unique and had a strong temper like this, to what extent had he lost his temper before?
âIzek!â
âHey, hey!â
âWhat the hellâs going on?â
Izek shrugged off his colleagues, who hung on anxiously, giving off the aura that he was about to slaughter some people on the occasion of Judgment Day.
It was natural that the people around me, who were enjoying the feast, were confused.
âIz? What is going on here?â
âHey, whatâs wrong? Whatâs going on?
âGet out of my way.â
Elleniaâs face had a rare look of puzzlement.
Others were all the same as usual.
Why was he doing this to Ellen, this son of a b*tch?
Iâm already dying keeping an eye on your colleagues these days, but do we have to be a couple thatâs good at ruining the mood?
That was why I was like the seed of real turmoil, even at the feast he hosted...
I opened my mouth trying not to make a fuss.
It was very scary, thinking he might throw me away, but I had to stop my husband from destroying the banquet.
âPlease calm down, itâs not....â
âIf thatâs not the case, why did your feet become like this? Why canât you tell me who did it?â
âItâs.......â
âA brat dared to hurt you, without anyone, even you knowing?â
Oh! That growl makes chills run down my spine. Listen to me, you personality wrecker!
My angry husband was deliberately threatening in the open. I could tell why.
He must have thought it was a provocation to him in many ways to hurt me at a banquet hosted by him.
Nevertheless, I didnât expect him to be so furious, I really didnât know who did it!
âAll I can think of is you!â
I grabbed my spinning head and spat out whatever came to his mind.
Izek, who was moving like a scary figure; Cerberus in hell, halted.
âWhat?â
âI,I was too scared and hurt to see who did it, and thatâs why I went to you... I didnât know youâd be this upset. Iâm sorry.â
Hic.
I couldnât hear anything but my hiccups for a moment. My heart was pounding, about to burst any moment.
Did I pour oil or water on the fire?
Soon after, with a gentle sigh, his tense arms tightened.
Save me! Is it oil?
â... Please wait a bit.â
âDonât mind the things here, go quickly.â
âYes, go ahead.â
Ellenia, who nodded her head gently with the Paladins at her back, gave me a worried look. I was ashamed of myself.