My Ex Mr Duke
Returnees

The spirit of that morning made Duke Arland never stop smiling, after his wait, now he can be with his wife, although it will not be like before, but he will try to change everything as before.

Ck, the Duke is always smiling, while I have to cry over my future Inner Emperor Fictor.

It was not satisfied with him being with Aleta. Just a few hours ago, Aleta woke up from her sleep, then was picked up by the Duke. Last night he did not sleep because he thought of Aleta and looked at her face. Separating for quite a long time, he was afraid that Aleta would forget him. What if Aleta grows up and forgets about it?

"Is Your Majesty sad?" asked Knight Gio to look at the back of Duke Arland's family entering the carriage.

"Cry Your Majesty,"

"Can't your mouth be strained? if I cry, my image is gone." Emperor Fictor.

Wrong again, how hard it is to cry wailing. After all, his behavior has been strange and I must awaken them from your strangeness, Your Majesty.

"I want to cry."

Knight Gio caught a glimpse and returned to look at the carriage that was starting to come out of the gate. Silence is the key.

"Why silence? it should be that as a friend and subordinate you entertain your best friend and your boss."

"Baginda, my mouth should be strained until smooth. So that your Majesty is not too sad.."

Sorry, it means it has to be filtered. I really want to give back all of his words.

"Really, too. You won't understand my sadness."

And even a sane person would not like a child, even claiming it belongs to him. I'm a sane man, Your Majesty.

"What is it you are that is not married."

"True, I must marry in order to know His sorrow and happiness."

What His Majesty will tell me to be single for life, what his heart is made of.

"Why see me like that? I've pityed you and been kind."

It's not your pity, but my bird will be rusted.

Not daring, choosing silence and lowered his head, then raising his head while waiting for Emperor Fictor to decide which way to go.

Not feeling the time has changed, now Violeta and her two children have arrived at the Duke's residence after saying goodbye to Emperor Fictor and picking up Aleta.

Both of Violeta's legs trembled, her gaze sweeping across every corner of the residence. Every side of the room has a memory. The roses he planted, the flowers increased. The Duke of Arland used to dislike roses, but he kept on planting roses on the right side of the residence and surrounding the greenhouse.

He takes very good care of her.

Violeta stepped up, the whitewashed door. The door that bears witness to him, at all times wishing for the Duke's return, welcomes him with the most beautiful, though neglected, smile.

Violeta stepped up, her two children clutching each of her hands.They know, her mother is fighting against her past.

I'm sorry Violeta.

Duke Arland pulls Violeta's right hand, held by Aleta. Until the body turned around and hit Duke Arland's chest. "Welcome home, welcome. I've been waiting for you for a long time, and today you're here. Once again forgive me, maybe this apology can't make you forget everything, but trust me. Right now I'm trying to make you forget those painful memories."

Violeta was silent, with all her heart, she could not help but cry. There was no strong person, who was able to endure his sorrow.

"I hate all those memories, about you. I hate him."

"Hate as you please Violeta, I've changed everything."