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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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An unending friendship

''We have arrived, young master.''

Just as Damien was about to stand up from the cushion, he paused at the form of address from the man who had opened the door for him.

''Young master?''

''My name is Damien.'' Not liking the strange form of address, Damien introduced himself, stepping down from the carriage. He then stared up at the man with a sweet smile. ''Thank you for bringing me to school.''

After saying that, he blended within the small crowd of children walking to school, or rather, they made a path for him to pass while blatantly gazing at him as if he was someone new to their village school.

Meanwhile, Leo was a bit shocked that the timid child could smile at him so sweetly, especially with innocent red eyes different from the duke's.

'The duchess raised him well.' Leo thought with a small smile and then walked forward to the coachman with an instruction leaving his lips.