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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 · Fantasia
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293 Chs

Hazy Memories

After breakfast, Desmond couldn't stave away the desire to see Leonor again and decided to allow Stephano to use his study to write a letter. If the king was occupied for a moment, he wouldn't be there to glean further information about the state of the duke and duchess.

All Desmond wanted to do was measure her response to the night before. Did she remember? If she did, did she regret it? 

Stephano was in his office and walked quickly down the long hallways, bypassing maids and Gideon who tried to stop him. His only response to the others was "later" before he would continue. 

When he was about to round the corner to what would be Leonor's wing, he overheard maids discussing something with each other. 

"...Was sick this morning," one of them said, only the last part of the sentence reaching Desmond's ears.