Luka Duchess
Bring around

Along the way, Duchess Natalie threw away her face, as if so disgusted to see Duke Mercello. That's what makes Duke Marcello wonder. 

"Duchess, are you not feeling well?" 

"I'm fine" he said without looking at Duke Marcello.

"Dadies.." 

"If the Duchess isn't feeling well, we don't have to…"

"I told you, I'm fine." Duchess Natalie looked towards Duke Marcello, then twisted her neck back.

Duke Marcello sighed, confused by the attitude of women. A little angry, a little good and everything he confused, including Duchess Natalie. The woman was too unique, so unique she could not guess the mind of Duchess Natalie. Else with Keyna, the woman was more easily persuaded by gifts or other things.

The horse-drawn carriage arrived at a residence not far from the City. Duchess Natalie is down, but her heart is beating.

"What's the Duchess?" Asked Duke Marcello worried, he worried Duchess Natalie was speechless.

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Duchess Natalie stepped in first, like a magnet was pulling her to enter the residence.

Duke Marcello was speechless with teary eyes. The woman had gone further than him and the time had come. He had to let go, the woman who had harassed him.

Crackling

Deg

Duchess Natalie stopped her steps, the two eyes were fighting each other, there was a flow of love electricity that made both of them unable to blink their eyes. A strange wave in his body. Duchess Natalie approached, looking at Duke Marcello pretending to be Metteo.

Unfeeling the tears of Duchess Natalie flowed, along with the tears of Duke Marcello. There is a longing that neither can speak.

Dukr Marcello restrained his lips from saying the beautiful words he always said when he met Duchess Natalie. Every time he met were just three words he always said 'I Love You' 

Now, however, his lower lip he had bitten so as not to say anything. 

"The Duchess!" The call of the original Duke Marcello or Metteo disperse the reverie of both. To be honest, he did not like it, but there was a wall blocking both of them.

"Ah, yes. I'm sorry for the Duchess's disrespect" Duke Marcello said softly. "Please come in" a waiter pushed his wheelchair. 

Duchess Natalie swept the entire room occupied by Duke Marcello, it felt strange. He felt comfortable in the room, the room that made him calm.

"Please sit Duchess and Duke."

"Sorry, we came without telling you first." Duchess Natalie does not know about Duke Marcello who has known if Duchess Natalie will come.

That voice, I miss it.

"It's okay" Duke Marcello said.

Both returned to look.

Ahem

"Sorry, I mean Brother. Our arrival was in a hurry. So have not had time to tell sister," said Metteo trying to calm down.

"I just found out, Brother lives not far from the Capital City. Sorry we just came to see you."

A sister? I'm your husband Duchess. Lord.. I miss her, I want to hug her.

Duke Marcello went back deeply.

"Ah, yes.. No problem." 

Silence each other, the room became quiet. It felt awkward to restart the conversation.

"Duke, how's Duke doing?" Ask Duke Marcello who pretended to be Metteo.

"I'm very good."

"Oh, thank goodness. I feel happy. The Duke and Duchess should stay here. Think of it as your own home" Duke Marcello said.

Metteo wanted to refuse, but he could not say.

"Well, there's no harm in us here" Duchess Natalie said. At least he had to get along with Metteo, Duke Marcello's younger brother.

Quietly, Duke Marcello's heart flowered. Finally, he was able to see Duchess Natalie back. Finally she could see his smile and the warmth of his relationship.

As for Metteo, he felt hot. She was afraid, Duchess Natalie would notice. Old love can grow back.

After ordaining time together, Duchess Natalie entered the room dedicated to her. The spacious room was white and fragrant, very comfortable to relax let alone lay his body on a soft mattress in front of him. 

"Uh, good…"

Elsewhere, the two men were whistling tensely. Some smile happily and sincerely, some smile behind bitterness.

"Thank you for bringing it."