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His Unforgiving Duchess

"Isla." Staring at relief, regret, happiness and maybe....love, Isla could not believe the man at her front was her husband, even if his appearance had not changed since her escape from the Hayes Duchy. Compared to the indifference he clearly expressed during their five years of marriage, she wanted to laugh out loud, as she understood the reason for his disgusting emotions. "Duke, you finally decided to find me, after your wife's child was proven not to be yours?" Sarcasm laced her tone as painful memories resurfaced in Isla's head. Duke Hayes looked at his first wife, who gave him nothing but pure love in their marriage. However, he pursued another love with intentions and now he became the biggest fool. "Isla, I know I do not owe you an explanation, but please think of our child." he begged, desperately. He wanted her and the child back in his life. The child that links him to Isla, his one and only real wife. The person who loved him and he will do anything to bring back that love. "Our child or my child, Duke?" Isla sharply retorted. Then, with a blank stare, she warned icily. " Choose your words carefully, Dante." The Trial Love Series: His Unforgiving Duchess. His Arrogant Marchioness. (2024-2025) His Cold Baroness. (Coming soon) To be in touch with me: Instagram and tiktok username: b.sowunmi Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/bkWcVw79cd DO NOT USE THE NOVEL COVER WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! Commissioned by r.voh.k on Instagram.

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Confrontation (2)

Dante looked at this woman who had never left his thoughts even after his marriage to annalise.

Just like before in the garden, her presence always enchants him. Her silver-white hair, her oceanic blue eyes, and her body, which seems fuller and more curvaceous, probably because of her pregnancy.

Dante had admitted and will always admit it. His wife was truly a beautiful woman…just not the woman for him, as his heart has one already.

''Amelia, leave us.'' He slightly flinched at her aloof voice that he had never gotten used to hearing from her yet.

His red eyes went to the maid that walked out from behind the chair. He absolutely did not notice her presence at all.

Amelia did not even bother to greet the duke as he truly came, just like her lady's words. He wants to accuse her lady of something that she did not do?!

Never! Not on her watch!

Amelia harrumphed silently as she closed the door gently compared to the boiling anger in her heart for the duke.