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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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Her Reason (2)

*Murmur*

*Murmur*

''I can't believe such a child is the Grand duke's heir…''

''I wonder if duke hayes will put the child as heir…''

''Who knows…the mistress's child is still in the duchy according to rumors…''

Madam Clayton kept her smile as she passed through the murmurs of the gossipy nobles. In her heart, she looked down on them for their different faces. They were the same people who were praising the new young heir. Now that he did something horrendous, they couldn't wait to drag him down to the mud, even though he was a child.

'I believe the princess will do something about this soon…' Madam Clayton thought as she descended the stairs with her daughter following behind, outside the banquet hall. She caught sight of her family's carriage and was about to walk towards the direction.

But…

''S-Sister!''

She had to hear unwanted voices from the past.