How to Get My Husband on My Side - Chapter 28
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āItās not like that. Iāmā¦ā
āWhat do you mean not like that?ā His giant palm moved forward to slap my forehead.
ā¦Well, he didnāt hit me, he just pressed his palm against it. Was he checking the temperature? He did the same last time.
āThatās weird. Why are you sweating so much when you donāt have a fever?ā
āShe was playing in the garden earlierā¦ I think she spent too much time in the cold wind. She seems to be sick,ā said Freya, who was quick to help, but somehow, her words made sense.
Izek immediately glared at me with a frustrated expression.
Just save my life.
āI donāt know if Iām married or if Iām taking care of a childā¦ā
Hey, you cold-blooded b*stard! Yes, Iām a child! An innocent, idiotic, immature southern princess whose only friends are six-year-old princessā of the same level of maturity! Please think that way all the time.
āIām not going to get in trouble. I was so excited that I didnāt sleep wellā¦ā
āWhat was so exciting?ā
I was going to say āSleeping with you?ā but I changed my mind because I thought it was too much to say in front of young ones.
āI really want to open your head to take a look into it.ā At the same time as these terrifying words came out, my feet lifted in the air.
Oh, no, no, you son of a b*tch! Iām being treated as a chick again!
āHaa?ā
āTell him to apologize next time. I donāt have much time today.ā
My husband was consistently arrogant to everyone. What a know-it-all he was. I felt like I was slipping, so I had no choice but to wrap my arms around his neck.
Ha, whatās wrong with you after showing me your naked body? I want to whack the bouquet of flowers on your head, but Iāll put up with it.
āIām heavy, so you can let me down.ā
āAnd then youāll bleed out again.ā
No words. Oh, the same shame. The bloody nose from that time is a real shame.
I tried to argue that it was because I was sick, but I held it back because he might throw me away. I hate being thrown. It didnāt hurt much physically, but itās still a kind of trauma.
Since we kept doing this, should I start working on getting his affection? The plan failed first, so now, one step at a timeā¦
āIām so happy to be in your arms like this.ā
āā¦ā¦ā
āYou know, I thought you wereā¦ ā
āWhat song did Lorenzo sing to you?ā
What? W-Why are you asking me that all of a sudden? Donāt you know that?
āI donāt rememberā¦ā
āI heard it was a song that made fun of your curly hair. Is that right?ā
Aha, so thatās what you knew. Iā¦ I canāt believe it. Besides, I donāt have curly hair. Itās naturally wavy!
Well, I didnāt want to tell him the lyrics of that horrible song. He shouldnāt start paying attention to those rumors. I hated them. I didnāt want to look fickle.
āThatās right. I think so.ā
āThatās a quick answer, I thought you didnāt remember.ā
āWell, I heard youāre going to have lunch with me in the future, is it true?ā
āWhatās the real dealā¦ yes. Why? You donāt want to?ā
No, I donāt. I donāt need a new torture! I thought I was going to die throwing up what I ate this morning, you carnivore!
āNo way. I just canāt believe it. Are you serious?ā
āI think I already said itās true.ā
āIām so happy!ā
I should move a bit faster to gain his affection. As my black heart burned, I quickly pressed my soft lips on his jaw.
Phew, Iām sure thatāll get youā¦
āSirā¦?ā
Yes?
I turned my head, blinking. Only then did the surrounding scene come into view. A magnificent library-like place where the statues of saints loomed over solemnly. And the embarrassed faces of priests.
Come on, donāt tell meā¦ even if Iām the Popeās daughterā¦ In this holy place, did I just commit a sin by kissing my husbandās cheek in front of these people? Even though I was the one being hugged by my monstrous husband?!
Hey, hubby! You canāt bring me all the way here!
āLady Rudbeckia, welcome. Iāve been waiting for your visit.ā
The pale blonde archbishop greeted me politely, pushing back his embarrassment.
Was that Freyaās uncle? He looked younger than I thought.
I looked at Izek, asking him to drop me. My haughty husband was staring at me, having stopped walking.
His red ruby-like eyes looked blank for some reason. What was wrong with him?
āCardinal Valentino has sent a message to make sure that we take good care of his sister.ā
Couldnāt we just put Cesare aside? I felt uneasy in my husbandās arms. I wished heād let me walk on my own.
āThis temple has long been a place of special recognition of faith by the Holy Father. Lady Rudbeckia, please consider this place your home and feel free to visit.ā
āThank you.ā
The archbishop, who was walking a few steps ahead, stopped in front of the entrance where the vineyard was visible and looked back at us. His face was of kindness itself.
āIn fact, I was worried that you two werenāt here yet, but I think it was an unnecessary concern.ā
Donāt mention that, please!
In the original book, I tried to recall what kind of person Archbishop Lee was, but no matter how hard I tried to think, I couldnāt remember. Rudbeckia was in and out of here, but it didnāt mention who she usually talked to and what she did.
This was the disadvantage of being the supporting role. That there was no detailed description of their whereaboutsā¦
āIām not the type to be tied to old traditions. As you know.ā
Huh?Ā I unknowingly widened my eyes and looked at my husband. Not only I but also the Archbishop seemed a little confused by this sentence, out of the blue.
āHeheā¦Itās even more reassuring to hear Sir saying that, but wouldnāt it be right for My Lady to follow the customs even if itās bothersome as she is the maiden of His Holiness? To prevent any misunderstanding that may appearā¦ ā
āI was just joking. My wife has been refraining from going out because she hasnāt been feeling well. Iāll visit you again soon on that issue.ā
Heās being polite, but why did he sound sarcastic?
The archbishop had been responding with a caring smile, but he seemed uncomfortable now.
What was this atmosphere? A sudden realization occurred. It was obvious that Izek didnāt like the archbishop.
The Archbishop seemed to know it as well. Apparently, not just him, but also the other priests around us had a similar look.
As if they were watching the beasts who broke into the vineyard of the peaceful Lordā¦ā¦ being a good paladin did not necessarily mean that they would be on good terms with other priests. Besides, this guyās personality had to be a son-of-a-b*tch class. The only thing I donāt understand was why and for what purpose did he bring me here?
What the hell is he up to? What are we doing? What are you plotting, hubby?
The archbishop, who coughed and glanced at Izek, smiled warmly at me again, āLady Rudbeckia, I believe you will have no disruption in your religious activities while you are here. It just so happens that the temple will host a charity event on the upcoming St. Agnesā Day. Iām sure youād be happy to attend.ā
āOh..ā I was now a symbol of all sorts of things. I smiled half-heartedly and peeked at my husband. My cold husband opened his mouth with his eyes fixed on the archbishop, āIs it possible for us to attend as a couple?ā
āā¦of course. Itās even more welcome if you come with her. I guess you donāt want to be separated even for a moment because youāre newlyweds. Haha.ā
Drive those words away from your mind, Archbishop. This arrogant guy must be planning on setting me up, throwing me in a trap and watching me flail. Thatās exactly what this guy brought me here today! Itās just to show off to my fatherās spy network!
He was watching over me like a chick, so donāt even think about hitting Omerta on their backā¦
Ah, this man!
Maybe he had something else in mind for me? For example, using the fact that I was the Popeās daughter for the better.
After all, I was a fool who was looking forward to building a new position by interacting with the priests of the North.
Haa, yes, I was foolish to expect such a twist. Well, I was not the type to have ridiculous expectations. So, why did he do that all of a sudden? It felt a bit awkward. My eyes glistened passionately, swallowing the urge to tighten my arms around his neck.
āReally?ā
āā¦ā¦.ā
āCan I really attend? With you?ā
āCanāt you just react normally once?ā
āOh, Iām sorry. I canāt believe my ears.ā
āI didnāt see you like that, but youāre always too suspicious.ā
What did this mean? If he didnāt act sarcastic for a while, would something pop in his mouth?
āThen, I understand that you two are going to attend together. This event will be bigger than expected.ā
Finally, we left the temple after meeting up with the archbishop, who had a lunch appointment with his nephew and niece. My husband seemed more excited than usual, perhaps because things had gone his way. An unlucky day.
But what did he mean by bigger than expected?
It wasnāt until the day of St. Agnesā birthday, a few days later, I finally understood what the Archbishop meant.
I knew that charity events hosted by the parish here were no different from charity events in my previous life. In particular, in a world where religion is such a big backbone of power, even for a brief moment, the most powerful people would visit to show their faces.
Even so, I thought it would not be as grand as Papal States of Romagna. This was a place where battles for survival were more important than religious ceremonies, after all.
āOh, my lady, youāre here!ā
āI wished that my lady would attend but, why are you dressed like that?ā
āAhaha, nice to meet you too.ā
Of course, my prediction was wrong again. It was hard to tell whether this was a charity event or a banquet.
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