All Chapters of Married To The Riveted Duke: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Rebecca sat down on the bed with Catherine on her lap. She played with her daughter-pinching her cheeks playfully-and Catherine laughed. When she she smiled or laughed, her growing front teeth were visible. As they played, there was a knock on the door. "Do come in." She said, without looking at the door. She poked her daughter's nose, which made her to laugh again. The door creaked open and Zita came in. She closed the door behind her and walked towards the bed. "Good morning, Your grace!" "Morning, Zita. Do you want to carry her now?" Rebecca asked, knowing the obvious. "Has she been fed?" Zita replied calmly, wearing a smile. Catherine had been kept on the bed and hit her hand on it. She giggled at the sound it made. She raised her head and saw Zita. She smiled and stretched out her arms, so that she could be carried. "Yes, she has." Rebecca answered, carrying her daughter. She walked towards Zita and handed the child to her. "Her teeth are growing." Zita said jovially whe

Trigger Alert: Sensitive Content Ahead Christian was seated at the dining table with Edward, Hilda and Crystal. He ate the food in his plate and glanced at everyone at the table. He had caught Crystal staring at him countless time and saw she had diverted her eyes each time her eyes met his. He almost finished his meal and drank the water in the glass next to him. "Thank you, Aunt!" Christian said, being polite. "You're welcome, dear." Hilda replied with a smile. "I'll go and keep my plate in the sink." He said as he stood up from the chair. Hilda replied in a nod and continued her meal. Christian glanced at Edward and left the room. "I'm full." Crystal said as kept her cutlery. Hilda looked at her and her plate. She furrowed her brow confusingly. "But you haven't finished your food yet." "I know Mrs Hilda but I don't feel like eating." Crystal said coaxingly. "Okay, dear." Hilda said. Crystal smiled at her and quickly stood up from the chair. She went to the k

Fiona walked through a path, away from the house and stopped when she saw someone ahead. She recognized who it was and sneered at him. "It's about time you came." The thief said, "I have been standing here for an hour now." "I didn't ask you to wait for me nor did I wish to see you." She replied curtly. "But you'll still need me. Have you suddenly forgot our deal?" He reminded her. "Oh, for goodness sake! There is no deal anymore. You were given a simple task and ended up ruining it." She scoffed. "You never explained to me that the prey was charming." He said, without making eye contact. "You were supposed to know neither of that. Your job was to kill her and not sleep with her. You were lucky she was kind of to plead for your life." She said coldly. "And if she didn't, I'll probably still be free and you would have left this house. It wouldn't hurt anyone if the Duke knew who had sent me and what their real intentions were." He said mischievously, wearing a smirk.

Rebecca had woken up early and snuck out of the bedroom. She went to the kitchen and stayed at the door. Zita was present as well as another maid. She had caught a glimpse of the Duchess when she turned her head round. "Good morning, Your grace!" Her salutation alerted the other who was with her. "Good morning, Your grace!" The latter said and curtsied. "Good morning." Rebecca answered cheerily with a smile. She walked towards the island. She leant against it. Zita observed that she was happy-extremely happy-and was curious to know why. "May I know the reason why my mistress is joyous today?" She asked jovially, in a polite tone. "Leave us, please!" Rebecca said to the other maid. She nodded and left the kitchen. Rebecca watched her as she left. She walked closer towards Zita, wearing a smile. "Well?" Zita asked, a bit impatient. "I'm just happy." She replied softly, being enthusiastic. "Did you make up with the Duke?" Zita asked. "Mhm!" Rebecca replied in a hu

Violet climbed down the stairs and walked to the throne room. She stood at the entrance and peeped in. George wasn't there. She went to the next place she had assumed he would be-The StateRoom. She walked through the corridor and met a guard at the door. "Your Majesty." The guard said with a bow. Violet replied in a nod. "Have you seen my husband?" "His Majesty is inside." He replied. "Is he alone?" She asked doubtfully. "Yes, he is." He said. Violet hummed and opened the door. She entered and closed the door behind her. George was seated at the desk and raised his head when he saw her. "Violet." He said drily, reading the scroll on the desk. Violet walked towards the desk and stayed few metres away. "Do you want anything?" He asked her. "No, not really. I'm waiting for Christian to come." She said openly. "Oh, him! I forgot to tell you yesterday." He blurted out. "Tell me what?" She inquired. "He had quitted." He announced. "Quit?" She muttered, a little loud. George