All Chapters of Married To The Riveted Duke: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The carriage pulled over at Williams' house. Rebecca had sat opposite him. She hung her head and avoided eye contact through out the ride home. Williams had his eyes at the window. He too, was avoiding eye contact. The horseman pulled the door open and held it for them. Rebecca flashed a glance at her husband and got out of the carriage. Williams did seconds later and watched her as she walked into the house. Though he had his shirt on, the strokes were partially visible. He heaved tiredly and entered the house. Zita was Thomas in the living room when he entered. She caught a glimpse of him and nudged Thomas. "Your grace!" Zita curtsied and Thomas bowed in front of him. Williams hummed. "Where is she?" He asked them plainly. "Who are you referring to, Your grace?" She asked keenly. "The Du-." "You mean me?" A voice said smugly. Williams clenched his fist and turned his head round. He looked at Fiona coldly. Fiona smirked. "Your Highness, you're back." Tracey said happily a

Violet was at the balcony, at the other side of the castle. The castle was built close to the river. Violet watched as the seagulls screamed as they flew close to the water. One of them caught a fish and flew away. While she watched, she recalled the blissful adventure she had had with Christian days ago."Her Majesty seems to be in love with nature." Violet turned her head round and glanced at the person. The butler bowed in front of her."There is nothing as beautiful as nature. So perfect, no default-in some cases there are." She expressed happily, returning her gaze to the scenery."Nature is indeed beautiful." Roy said mischievously, wearing a smirk,"But it can also be deceptive sometimes. Especially by those who misuse it."Violet furrowed her brow confusingly and turned round. "What do you mean that? Has anyone cut down trees for no just cause again?" She inquired."No, Your Majesty. If I tell you what's in my mind, you might get angry. Or even worse, upset with me." He said

"Me? Who would want to-?" Williams looked at her sternly, indirectly answering her questions. Rebecca observed and that's when she got it. "Your ex-girlfriend." She muttered. "The only reason I had accepted to be in a relationship with Fiona was to get back at my mother. I wanted her to learn that life isn't about social status and wealth. There is more to it. But somehow, I failed." He replied candidly. He turned to his side and glanced through the open window. Rebecca noticed the slight change in his facial expression and became curious. She sat down closer to him and gently held his hand. Williams felt the touch and looked at her. She smiled at him wryly. "You don't have to feel pity for her. I guess she deserves it." He said plainly. "Sadly, I do. Will, she is still your mother. Even though she has been the most obstacle in our marriage, that doesn't change the fact. She is still human and bound to make mistakes." She said coaxingly. Williams turned deaf to her reply. He av

Hilda walked through the crowd and arrived at a stand. She kept her basket on the ground. "Good day, Mrs Hilda!" The greengrocer said, wearing a smile. "Good day! Um, do you have some tomatoes?" Hilda asked her. "No. I just sold the last one. But I do have some bell peppers." The greengrocer suggested. "I've already bell peppers at home." Hilda declined. "Oh! Okay. Is there anything else you need?" The greengrocer asked. "No. That will be all." Hilda replied calmly. The greengrocer replied in a nod and stacked some cauliflowers against each other. "That reminds me." The greengrocer said plainly, "There is this news going round the village. I don't know if you have heard it." "Heard what?" Hilda asked curiously. "I heard that the potter has been arrested. He was caught sleeping with the Queen." The greengrocer said. Hilda was stunned at the news. The greengrocer noticed the look on her face and touched her. "Are you okay, Mrs Hilda?" Hilda looked at her and remembered wh

The blades clinked and arrows flew in the air. The groans of men who were injured were loud and often heard at an interval. The rain drenched most of the knights, who were still alive and injured, and those who were dead and laid in the pool of their own blood. The rain quenched most of the fire ignited during the war. George drew his sword and slain the enemy in front of him. The man groaned and grimaced in pain. He coughed out blood and fell flat on his face. George watched him airily and smiled at his achievements. "Your Majesty, watch out!" A knight said loudly. He was injured and laid on the ground. Before George could turned his head round, part of his face was splattered with blood. Williams had killed the man before he attacked George. The man fell down. Williams looked at the dead man blankly. George glanced at the man and then, Williams. "Thank you!" Williams hummed. He scanned the field from where he stood. Most of the knights and opponents lay dead on the ground. Th