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The Duke's Fraudulent Lover

Leticia whose been living her life quietly in the outskirts of the Kingdom of Otis, met a bloodied man lying on her lawn in the middle of the night. Deciding to save the man whose identity is still unknown, Leticia did the bare minimum aid and determined to let him go when he gets better. 'Well... I mean, I can't afford to help and sheltered an unknown man when I want to get married, right?!' But what's this? Why are you not leaving? And why are you so good at doing household chores?! And you know how to cook too?! You're making me hesitate to let you go! *** The rumored notorious Duke Hugh Naville decided to stay quiet and enjoy the life he has with Leticia until knights came and begged him to go back as his marriage candidates lined up to meet him, plotted for political purposes of the Queen. Thinking that the Queen shouldn't have his way with his life, Duke Hugh saw Leticia as the best option. "Leticia... Will you become my lover?" "Huh? Why would I do that?!" The response from Leticia made Duke Hugh smile. He became sure that she's the only answer to his crisis. "I want you to become my fake lover..." - But what will happen when suddenly Leticia had a glimpsed of her future and one of those is her life hanging in a thread? 'I should leave before I can, right?' *** This work will be participating in Webnovel Spirity Awards Spring 2021 P.S. Photo not mine. Credit to the owner.

MyCatPaws · Fantasy
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170 Chs

SILENT CRY

As the residence of Hugh in the Capital begins to be bustling with workers as preparation for the upcoming engagement party, one person feels out of place.

On the second floor, three doors away from Leticia's room, Anton, a child with eyes similar to the color of chrysanthemums, has been looking outside the window with one of his small hands touching the glass. 

He's been observing how the servants are busy carrying things from one place to another. The garden has also started to be decorated with more ornaments that he only saw for the first time. 

Anton stepped away from the window and went straight to the bed.

He plopped down on the cushion with his face down. His small body and mind seemed to be tired seeing the same situation everyday.

Raising his hand towards the ceiling and while staring at it, Anton mumbles, 

"I'm bored…"

He was once again left alone by himself.