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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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Countess Olivier (3)

''It will also do you good to remember that I am now the Grand duke, young lady. Refrain from calling my name in the future.''

Those were the last words she heard before she was driven out of the Grand duchy. She was driven out of the place that was supposed to be her home. She was driven out of the place that was supposed to be hers just because of a lowly woman who had seduced her to be fiancée.

No matter how perfect she groomed herself to be, she couldn't tolerate how a lowly woman was better than her to be his Grand duchess.

Because of that woman, the Grand duke had his sword against her neck.

She could imagine how those young ladies who suck up to her would laugh at her demise. They would laugh how a lowly woman had beaten her, the beautiful and perfect daughter of an esteemed count, in getting the Grand duke's heart.