Luka Duchess
Listening

Feed each other and jokingly make the room as if cool because of the wind and cold because of the ice clot.

Metteo smiled and glanced at his brother and his lover, he could not act ordinary while there were two tigers who seemed to eat him. The two different types of people seem to be mosquito repellent and become a bully, just think of them as meaningless statues.

Duke Marcello and Keyna throw faces at each other, but not Duchess Natalie. He seemed to find something unique, the two couples were like strangers who did not greet each other or meet and felt nervous.

"Miss Keyna, why don't you feed your lover, Metteo. Come on, we'll pair up, at least be romantic."

"I'm full, I'm happy first."

What is their relationship love triangle, ah dizzy at the thought of this relationship.

"I'm also happy, there is still business" said Duke Marcello, before leaving he briefly exchanged glances with his sister.

"Duchess, you didn't spend it" Metteo said. Duchess Natalie sipped her tea, she was already lazy to run the charade.

"I'm full" he said coldly.

"What's wrong with the Duchess?" ask Metteo to wonder.

Her night.

Duchess Natalie has spent her day in the room, all day watching the new residence, but does not feel awkward.

Duchess Natalie came out of her room, wanting to feel the cold night breeze this winter.

Duchess Natalie circled upstairs, but her steps stopped when she heard a woman's voice.

"*Is this what you want?"

"What do you mean*?"

Duchess Natalie brought her ears closer to the door.

"Why didn't you reject it? you know, I love you. For the sake of our relationship, I sacrifice my feelings." His impact.

Duchess Natalie is increasingly marketing, she feels the woman in the room is Keyna who is crying and fighting.

"End this charade,"

Deg

"Duke..." Duchess Natalie clenched her hand.

"*I don't want you to love her, enough of this charade. I'm not strong." The woman said softly.

"Don't cry, I'll end it soon" the man calmed down and hugged her tightly. "Look! I love you and will love you, so trust me*."

Duchess Natalie was convinced, the voice, the voice of Duke Marcello. "Take a look at you two,"

Duchess Natalie sped up her pace, her ears were hot, she was fed up with this wedding charade. It is better to live free without love than to hurt.

Duchess Natali came down from upstairs, but again something caught her eye. He saw Metteo and the Knights of Erland talking while staring at the falling snow.

"Sir, it's good. Stop this charade."

"I'm not ready,"

"Ready or unprepared, you have to tell me. This relationship will get complicated, sir."

"I want to, but I'm scared."

"Isn't the Master all this will disappoint him."

"I'll think about it again."

Duchess Natalie approaching. "Who is disappointed, sir?"

The two men gasped and were scared, they hoped that Duchess Natalie would not listen to everything.

"When is the Duchess there?" ask Duke Marcello.

"Just now, is there something you're hiding?"

"Nothing," replied Duke Marcello grimly.

Duchess Natalie crouched down, staring at Duke Marcello. There was something flowing in his heart, he felt something that made him closer. But he could not understand his will. "It doesn't matter if you don't want to be honest, I understand. If.." lf..."

Without him noticing, Duke Marcello hugged him tightly and felt the comfort he had long been unable to get.

Out of nowhere, Duchess Natalie returned the hug. Elsewhere, there was someone who looked at the two with hurt feelings.