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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.

Sowunmi16 · 历史言情
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Uncle Waylen

After locking the door to her shop, Isla began her short journey to Lance's home, the barony. Just as she was about to take in a fresh breath of air and let out a happy smile, the sight of a familiar person on the other side of the road made her elated expression crack.

''Dahlia,'' The person smiled in a way that made Isla almost vomit her small breakfast in her belly. This man had always been on her neck to marry him as his wife.

''U-Uncle waylen…'' Isla's brow twitched as this man was really shameless to come again after her several denials.

''Haha, Good morning Isla. Where are you going? I was just about to come to your shop.'' He crossed the road to come to her spot.

The faint alcoholic smell wafted in Isla's nose and she retreated her steps to distance herself from him. Her action made Waylen's smile almost falter, but it did not drop.