Luka Duchess
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Duchess Natalie bit her lower lip so as not to moan, what a pesky life this time. Not getting love even added to his physical wounds.

"Damn!" frangipani.

He held her right leg, held it, pressed it, hurt it from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair.

"For Duke, watch out for you." Grumpy Duchess Natalie.

A bodyguard who saw Duchess Natalie, immediately she ran over and saluted. "Mrs Duchess!"

"Help me up" said Duchess Natalie. He stuck out his hand.

The bodyguard swiftly helped the Duchess by holding her hand. "Let's Duchess!"

Duchess Natalie also stumbled while holding the bodyguard's hand. "Can the Madam go upstairs or can I hold the Madam?"

"No need, just help me walk,"

Duchess Natalie walked in with sweat drenching her, once the two stopped.

Duchess Natalie gulped her saliva, her throat feeling dry from the pain that had befallen her.

"Actually Mistress...."

"I'm not walking very carefully, so don't do much anymore."

The bodyguard was silent, he continued to help the master up in front of his room.

"Thank you." Duchess Natalie opens the door in front of her.

"Mrs I'll call the Doctor," the bodyguard bargained.

"Ah no need." Duchess Natalie quickly stopped her foot from stepping. "It's just an ordinary wound so there's no need to worry" Duchess Natalie smiled.

Like a withered flower that had just been doused in water, the bodyguard was made to melt by the smile of Duchess Natalie.

The strange leaflet on his chest seemed to explode, only the first time he saw the Duchess' smile just for him.

blam

"The Duchess is beautiful, if I were you. I'm not going to cheat on her, I'm going to make a golden cage so the Duchess can't go anywhere."

The bodyguard turned around, but he was so astonished to see the Duke and Knight Erland in front of his eyes.

"Grand-mom!" his head was immediately bowed, a wisp of sweat flowing down his face. He hoped God would save him.

Duke Marcello looked at the bodyguard as if frightened to see him. "Hem, what are you doing here?"

"Sorry sir, I was just dropping off the Duchess" said the bodyguard without sticking his neck.

"The Duchess?" Duke Marcello frowned, not usually the Duchess out at night. "What's going on with the Duchess until you have to drop her off?"

"So I saw the Duchess fall down and her legs swollen. So I drove him,"

"Fall down! what's that woman doing?"

"I don't know Sire,"

"Go!"

Duke Marcello looked at the door beside him, wanted to knock and ask him directly what happened, but he felt reluctant. The Duchess will definitely think that she is considerate and that it will cause her closeness with the Duchess. A closeness he never expected.

"Here you go, he didn't call me. Maybe just a small wound," he said indifferently.

Her footsteps passed through the door of the Duchess's room to the main room. During this time, he never slept in the bed of the brother, because he thought his life did not have the right to enjoy the property of the brother.

"Keyna I miss you, after this business is over. I'll marry you soon. We'll live together." Metteo. It was so eager that he rebelled and shouted, taking away the burden in his heart. But he cannot, fate does not stand by him, his life is a joke.

In a different room.

Duchess Natalie or Luciana is struggling with thoughts and pain in her legs. His heart wanted to get angry and throw the chili into Duke Marcello's face, considering his name alone was really annoying.

"Tomorrow I must investigate! I need to know who the dress is for."

"I cannot be silent, this marriage is like a golden cage. This marriage isn't clear either, I'm asking for a divorce should she be happy, isn't it."

"Do I need to ruin Duke Marcello's life? All right, you asked for it Duke. I'm gonna ruin your life." Duchess Natalie's determination is strong. He'll make Duke Marcello mad at him or fed up with him. That way, he can get Duke Marcello to approve his divorce.