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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
Not enough ratings
306 Chs

Unfair Assumptions

The redder Count Mikael's face became, the more the King and duke could tell that he was getting angry. 

If it were only Duke Desmond and the count, he might blow up, but since the monarch was there, he was managing to hold himself back even though he was clearly shaken by having woken up only a short time before. 

Desmond somewhat wished Stephano wasn't there. He wanted to see the man explode on him. It would give him that much more of a reason to knock his head off of his shoulders with the blunt side of his sword. 

The duke took a deep breath that calmed the rageful thoughts he had for a few moments. 

"Y-Your Majesty," Count Mikael began shortly, barely containing himself. "I don't believe any of this."