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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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A blossoming relationship

When Isla had stepped out to meet kaiser, Damien was the only one left in the room. Immediately after the door closed, his silver lashes went up revealing his ruby eyes and he rose into a sitting position on the bed with his gaze fixed on the door. He was aware that his uncle kaiser had come to see them, but he wasn't in the mood to see him.

Thanks to sensitivity training with his uncle Gael, Damien was more sensitive to sounds, even if it was a whisper. During his training, his uncle Gael would blindfold him and he would try to catch the latter.

'Young master, there may be a time when your eyes would become useless on the battlefield, and the situation would force you to use your ears and any of your other senses against the enemy. This training would help you not to depend only on your eyes.' His uncle gael had told him this.