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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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Waylen's Death (3)

>>>Sorry for the glitch. The chapter that was repeated is fixed now dear readers. My CE just moved the repeated chapter to my latest chapter and I just edited the whole chapter since I can't delete any premium chapter. This chapter is new, so pleas enjoy!<<<

''Ah, that reminds me. I need to prepare for their arrivals..'' Dante mumbled, then looked around his office. The stacked papers on his desk, the empty bottles of alcohol…everything was different from the past when his office was clean.

His wife and child will not like this dirty side of himself.

''Isla won't like this. Damien might be disgusted.'' Dante voiced his thoughts. He then stood up abruptly and marched out of his office.

''Y-Your g-grace…'' A maid, upon stumbling on him, shivered in fear. She pushed herself to the wall, trying to reduce her presence.