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My Disfigured Duke Husband Helps Me Plot My Revenge

A powerless woman’s worst nightmare is marrying someone against her will. When those who are supposed to protect her betray her in the vilest of ways, Leonor is forced to marry a Duke known for his cold nature and repulsive appearance. After a miserable childhood, it shouldn’t have been a surprise to her that her future was never truly in her hands in the first place. Duke Desmond de Montclair was nobody before the war. He garnered the King’s favor by doing the impossible in battle. Unfortunately, any achievement is eclipsed by his appearance and unbearable personality. In a kingdom that idolizes beauty, there is no room for someone like him. At first, Leonor finds life with the Duke to be what she’s used to - walking on eggshells and never speaking what’s truly in her heart. Eventually, things slowly start to change as the Duke learns about the horrors she faced while living with her family. His power becomes the key to her revenge. However, in a moment where she feels cornered, Leonor confesses to the Duke that she’s in love with someone else. The progress she has made with the Duke comes crashing down around her. Will her magic abilities be enough to convince the Duke not to throw her out? If she can make herself useful to him, perhaps she can gain his sympathy somehow…

QueenFrieza · Fantasy
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Perhaps that was the hardest thing about Leonor finally uncovering Desmond's secret: she wanted to trust that there wasn't more to discover that would hurt her down the line. 

Even if the things he hid weren't intentional, they never made her feel stable when revealed. At times she felt she was building their relationship on quicksand and the heavier the relationship got, the harder it was to stay upright. 

Normally she tried her best to be understanding as things were revealed. He had his reasons for hiding and she had hers as well. 

However, to say he didn't need an heir from her felt like ice water had been dumped over her head and she didn't know if the unsettling feeling was numbness or pain. 

She pulled her hand from his when he said she didn't have to worry. There were only bad conclusions she could jump to when he said something serious so vaguely.