Luka Duchess
Divorce Me

What's wrong with her? did his head hit?

Duke Marcello who was none other than Metteo was impassioned, usually he would be greeted with a friendly, but what he saw earlier. The woman glanced at him and did not greet him.

"Sir, is dinner ready?"

"What has the Duchess eaten?"

"Already Sir," said a chief servant. She was surprised, not usually the Duchess ate alone. Usually the master will wait for his master.

"Did something happen while I was gone?"

"There is no Master! The madam didn't come out, but the madam once asked me for the keys to the barn."

Deg

Deg

His heart trembled, Duke Marcello immediately turned his head upstairs, without thinking much. He ran, then entered Duchess Natalie's room.

Duke Marcello entered the room, but the first thing he saw was darkness, and a moonlight entered through the window, shining down on the room. The white curtains were waving on brooms by the wind.

"Stop!" The cold voice made Duke Marcello stop his steps.

Tak

Tak

Tak

A woman stood up, approaching the lamp of her room.

Clamps

The room was instantly bright. Duke Marcello is looking for Duchess Natalie, who is not far from him. "Who told Duke to come here? not polite, is it?"

Duke Marcello is getting nervous, he's afraid Duchess Natalie's finding something. Through the look in her eyes, she felt Duchess Natalie find something.

"I just want to see you,"

Repugn

"Nothing to look at, I want to rest."

Duke Marcello wanted out, but his heart held him back. He wanted to ask her something, but there was fear running through his heart.

Duke Marcello turned his body.

"Other times, don't enter someone's room without his permission."

"It's okay, but it's not good. Strangers enter a stranger's room."

Ambiguous words, made Duke Marcello frown. "What do you mean, stranger?"

This man pretended not to know.

"We are a pair of strangers."

"What do you mean?" duke Marcello asked sharply.

Duchess Natalie stepped towards the drawer, she picked up a sheet and threw it towards the table. "Can Duke Explain! what does this mean?"

Glug

Duke Marcello was on the verge of confusion, he wanted to say everything, but for the sake of his brother. He was only able to give up and convince the Duchess.

"For what does the Duchess question all this? this has nothing to do with it?"

"Obviously there is so much! I suspect the man is my husband, not my lover."

Deg

Duke Marcello felt suffocated, his face pias. He clenched his hand. "He's My Brother, Metteo. But no one dared to call it."

"Because he's the unlucky carrier, I've heard that rumor. Not expecting, Duke Marcello has an unlucky bearer brother!" Duchess Natalie suppressed all her words. He wanted to lure Duke Marcello.

"Enough! I don't like you saying that."

Duke Marcello hurried off. He could not vilify his name.

"You're not Marcello, you're Metteo."

Nyess.

Duke Marcello's blood flow seemed to stop, he had not been able to reveal everything. His promise to his brother and unfortunately, that's all that kept him going.

"What do you mean Duchess? don't fabricate. I'm Marcello not Metteo."

"Then prove that you're Duke Marcello but not Metteo."

"You don't know about me and I feel alien to you."

"That's just your feeling." The Duke Marcello.

"Then divorce me!"