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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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Grandfather? (2)

Is this his grandfather? Damien wondered, taking in the appearance of the man, who stood behind him.

'That's what is unique about our noble family. Your grandfather, and I have silver hair. Your grandfather also has blue eyes like mine, and Damien has beautiful red eyes. You got them from your father.'

As his mother's words echoed in his head, Damien looked up at the man in clothes very similar to the clothes he had seen on his father.

'Your grandfather and I have silver hair….' Damien's eyes went to the silver hair that was the same as his and his mother's hair. 

'Your grandfather also has blue eyes like mine…' His shifted his gaze to the blue eyes that his mother had mentioned to him. However, unlike his mother's eyes, the man's eyes were a bit darker.