Luka Duchess
Pregnant

#Sorry, brother, typo mulu. Autor can not if two novels on going, surely taper his name🤧.

The woman looked at the man who had just sat down, her tired face did not undo her intention to ask her various questions. It's been a month since that problem. Metteo was so cold with Keyna that since the incident, he begged Duke Marcello to stay. However, Duke Marcello wanted to expel him, but Duchess Natalien forbade him.

Duchess Natalien wants to see how Metteo and Keyna relate and also she wants to keep an eye on Keyna up close. Since a month ago, Duchess Natalien and Keyna rarely say hello. But the flag of war still fluttered between the two.

"When is Metteo? how long will you ignore me?"

"Are you not tired?"

Metteo snorted in annoyance, instead he did not want to go at the Duke's house, but he wanted to be close to his brother. So many years he was not close and now he was given health and age. So I want to take advantage of this opportunity.

"I'm not tired, I'm still disappointed."

"I'm like this you're disappointed, then what about you who love the Duchess. It's upsetting me and I understand it, but you."

"Oh so, then when you went back to chasing my brother, Duke Marcello, it wasn't enough to be disappointed."

"I told you, I'm not after Duke."

"A fool knows you have feelings for Duke." Metteo left Keyna in his room, choosing instead to extend his debate. Not that he doesn't appreciate it, but to appreciate it. He was really disappointed.

"Mette!" Duke Marcello had one of the maids deliver breakfast to Duchess Natalien.

Now Duke Marcello who already looks healthy, now he is not helped anymore with a cane or wheelchair. "What else is Metteo? every day your face is always tangled like torn clothes."

"I don't know, I'm tired of Keyna."

Metteo sat on the red sofa, rubbing his face.

"You're tired or you don't like Keyna. Actually did you like it or just pity Metteo? people who have loved, no matter how bad he is, you will stay with him, change his bad nature, but at this time, I as your brother always wonder, is Love really that exhausting?"

"Come brother, I don't know. Where's the Duchess, the sister's own tumben."

"The Duchess is not feeling well, she is often nauseous and dizzy."

"Did you call the doctor?"

Lately his thoughts have been on Adelien. That regret always haunted his mind.

****

Looking at the woman who was lying pale, he sat staring fixedly at the weak face. Worry, fear of the taste is bitter and mixed. Kiss her right cheek and forehead.

The eyes are open

"Sorry to bother you, but the breakfast you haven't touched at all" Duke Marcello said, seeing the bread and milk as they were.

"I'm nauseous, I don't want to touch that food. Duke, I want a young mango.."

Huh

Duke Marcello glared, young mango. What does it feel like he doesn't know?

"Darling, don't eat anything weird. What is the danger?"

"Ih, the young mango is delicious Duke, I really want to eat it. My saliva wants to drip."

"You may ask for something else, but not that. It's impossible to eat young mangoes, which are ripe mangoes" Duke Marcello said. Because all his life. Mango is eaten when cooking.

"Master, the doctor's here."

A man no longer young entered, he gave a smile of his manners.

"Check my wife" Duke Marcello chose to stand beside his wife. He was observing the doctor who was examining his wrist. Smile on his lips.

"In this case it's commonplace, Mr. Duke."

"What the fuck, you say the usual thing. My wife is sick."

The man laughed a little. "Of course it's common for pregnant women."