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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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289 Chs

The Mage for Leonor

Leonor quickly found she preferred the misery over the distance they had before. Even if her heart was aching each time Desmond was close to her, she knew he didn't hate her because he was willing to get close once again.

His birthday reset their relationship and there was a sense of comfortableness as the pair settled into their lives.

With the snow melting two months after Desmond's birthday, it was time to resume their lives as proper leaders of Montclair.

Leonor mourned the time they had together in the library where neither one of them had anything to attend to. Unfortunately, Desmond returned to his office and began collaborating with other nobles to get spring started in Montclair.

It was nearing the time of their first wedding anniversary, but the date came and went. For two people who hardly felt like husband and wife, it was insignificant to celebrate something that lacked romance.