Luka Duchess
Cracking Relationships

"What explanation?" that loud scream echoed throughout the room, the sturdy building felt as if it had collapsed instantly. All the servants who saw it or passed each other while walking around the residence immediately walked in a hurry and lowered their heads, no one dared to approach. As for Bella's servant, she just stared as if she lost her breath. Just this time he saw the anger radiating from his master's body.

Another case with the two men, both are silent, confused, want to explain, but the flash of anger makes both afraid and unable to make a sound.

"Say Duke! tell me, explain like what? dare to love, you must also dare to be honest. Here, this is your game. Did you know Duke, all this time there will be no one to worry about your illness or whatever it is, a husband and wife are bound by a sacred promise, both must love and love each other, he said, but the key to marriage is honesty. Love, can't be sure of honesty."

"Now does Duke want to love Natalien?"

Duke Marcello was silent a thousandfold, right. He is wrong, he should prioritize honesty, love along with honesty happier than love without honesty. "Sorry!" one word he could say, he was only able to be a listener and a regret.

"Duchess, here...."

"Enough! don't talk anymore, your game's already paying off." Duchess Natalien clenched her hands together. "Welcome to disappoint me as a wife and a sister-in-law."

Duchess Natalien twisted her body, her heart was roaring in heat, she could not imagine how disappointed the real Natalien would be if she were still alive. Feeling loved, but not appreciated, is not very painful.

It is not a fictional world or a novel, but it is a domestic life, where the home life lies with the husband and wife.

"The Duchess! it's my fault, don't be mad at Metteo." Duke Marcello's tears welled up, he couldn't let Metteo bear the anger. He's the one to blame, Metteo just follows the plot.

"No! it's my fault, Duchess. I want to follow my sister's advice. Had I refused it it might not have happened like this" argues Metteo. He also participated, so he also deserves to be blamed.

Duchess Natalien held back her tears, like a volcano ready to erupt, she wanted to drown both of them. "You are wrong, playing with two women's hearts. First me and Keyna." He remembered the names of other women who were also hurt.

When she was with Metteo, she must have endured her pain. "Remember the one woman who endured her jealousy and pain, you even played tricks on her and myself. I need peace, I hope we don't meet or say hello."

Duchess Natalien ran up the stairs wiping away her tears, she lied and she played with the lie, although she was an alien soul but her feelings and heart had followed and fused on the original Duchess Natalien, she had fused and attached.

"His pain is lied to by the one we love." Lirih Duchess Natalien's. He sat on the floor near his bed, leaning his head against the side of the bed.

And downstairs.

Metteo approached, he was very sorry for dissolving in love and chose to dismantle everything. He sat in front of Duke Marcello. "Sister, I'm sorry. I'm guilty, but I..."

"Do you love the Duchess?" duke Marcello asked, hoping that his premonition and conjecture were wrong.

Metteo fell silent, then nodded confidently. Already can not be covered, everything has happened, free to lie once destroyed let himself more destroyed.

"Why? Why you should love him. Though.." Duke Marcello wiped away the tears in the corner of his eyes. "When I was sure you wouldn't love her, my sister already had a lover. He will hold fast to his beloved. On his feelings." Duke Marcello cried.he was confused to have to give up or continue his household. For him the happiness of his sister is his happiness because since childhood his sister never get the affection of parents since that exile.