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"Of course not!" I sat down. It was almost funny, attending my own wife's wedding and whatnot. I started looking around. Before long, the older woman beside me struck up a conversation. "Those two look perfect together, don't they? It wasn't easy for them to get married." I gritted my teeth, but the bitterness still came. "What made it hard?"

He saw Gislain as his own son. The duke with all his wealth and power could have any woman he wished for, but he did not have eyes for any woman other than his wife his entire life. A weak, feeble commoner lady that he met during his young adventuring days. She was no beauty, but she was the only one he desired. But fate was cruel, she could not give birth to a single child for the duke. If it wasn't disappointing, it doesn't matter for him as long as she was with him. His wife had tried to run away many times but how could he let that happen?

Her heart hurt and her eyes burned at the raw pain that still lay underneath after so many years had passed. The late Duke was not a man accepting of his faults, she realized. He had married his first wife for the fortune that he would gain and given his son away still chasing after the same wealth. He must have been a difficult man to live with. "Perhaps he wanted you to live in the laps of luxury." She said. "Carlisle has shares in textile mills across four duchies. There are also the farmlands and estates. I can insure banknotes without blinking an eye. My mother is a chronic philanthropist and I am not the bit fazed."

“You and Dew should get married as soon as possible, then you can have another child. Once the baby is born, send the baby to Ascrialia, and I’ll raise it for you. It’ll be the same as our past arrangement.” “I’ve told you many times that I’ll never marry her.” Duke’s voice was unquestionable. “You slept with that woman five years ago. She’s George and Harold’s biological mother. If you don’t marry her, who are you going to marry?” “Mom, don’t bother.” Duke frowned. “I’ll never marry a woman I don’t love. Don’t bring this up again.” After he spoke, he hung up. When Mrs. Winters heard the beep from the phone, she sighed deeply.

Leonard pointed at me. “I wasn’t assaulting her,” he said. “I was with my wife.” That made Duke pause. Slowly, he turned. His expression darkened and his brows drew together slowly. “…Wife?” My stomach dropped. “What wife?” I heard myself say, my voice louder than I intended. Leonard didn’t hesitate. “She is Camille Christopher Hayes,” he declared, his voice steadier now. “My wife.” For a second. A short, disbelieving laugh escaped Duke's lips.

“Stop messing with me, Anthony. It’s alright, you know. You can tell me the truth. I promise I won’t tell anyone else.” “What do you mean by that?” Tony asked her in annoyance. “I mean, who is she?” Duchess asked impatiently. “Weren’t you listening when I introduced her to you just now?” Tony fired back. “Her name is Kate DaCosta, and she’s my wife.” Duchess clutched her invincible pearls and shrank back dramatically at Tony’s harsh tone. She looked at Kate again and then back to Tony. “Why would you marry a girl who is young enough to be your daughter?” Duchess asked in disgust.

"Yes, Fowler my friend. He is a skilled young lad, perfect to protect my flower. The risk of the unknown threat still looks over our heads. You tried your best but we still could not find the culprit responsible for my wife's demise, that truth haunts me every night and I would rather die than let the same fate befall my Elara" The Duke spoke of the measures of pain that his heart dealt with on the dreadful day his wife was murdered, poisoned in the very walls of his manor by someone in their midst. All the maidens in waiting were drilled and killed for their failing to protect the Duchess. Ever since then the Duke had never been the same, He had made sure his daughter was never without a gu

The genes are really powerful, the Duke is practically the adult version of Aryo. The only difference between them is probably that Aryo always has a dangerous smile on his face, while the Duke is full of fatigue, and his expressionless and serious face vaguely reveals a sadness... I thought of an inappropriate word. He has the air of a widower. But he is indeed a widower. Ariol's mother died six years ago, and since then the Duke has been in a slump, shutting himself away in the Duke's Mansion. This is why Ariol has so much power in the mansion despite his young age.