The Atrocious Duke'S Wife
Chapter 10: Passed Out

THIS WORK IS FICTION. NAMES, CHARACTERS, EVENTS, PLACES, ARE JUST A DELUSION. PLEASE READERS BE WISE IN RESPONDING.

A man was lying on his king-size bed with his disheveled blond mane, wounds on his body covered in bandages, slowly open and open her eyelids so that her lashes dance along.

The first thing he saw was a straight blonde woman who was carrying a tray of food and medicine.

He slowly sat down and leaned his body on the head of the cot.

"Are you feeling better?" asked Anastasia while sitting her body on the edge of the mattress.

"Yes" answered Arlen briefly. He then spread his eyes around the corner of his room. His net moved looking for the figure he was looking for.

"How is he doing?" the man asked, and Anastasia immediately knew who Arlen was referring to.

The woman immediately furrowed her brows disliking. But quickly, he again showed a gentle look on his face. "So, I didn't see him this morning. Maybe Cassandra's still sleepy, or she doesn't care about you at all, Arlen."

With painstaking, Anastasia took a mouthful of porridge that had been made by her servant with a spoon on her lentic finger and thrust the porridge intending to feed Arlen.

But the man did not open his mouth. A bowl of porridge that was originally in the hands of Anastasia, now he took over. "I can eat it myself" he said.

Anastasia just nodded unhappily. Because indirectly, the man had rejected the attention he gave. "You have an invitation from the Duchess of Hornwall to join the Upper House at her residence, are you leaving?"

"Of course" replied Arlen.

"Are you up to it? Your wounds have not dried up yet" Anastasia and Arlen said in silence, as if the man would not change his mind.

"I'll come with you" Anastasia continued.

"no need. You rest, this time I will take Cassandra," Arlen refused to make Anastasia not accept.

"Why? Wasn't I the one who had always accompanied you on such matters? Then why all of a sudden-"

"Did you underestimate Cassandra, Anastasia?" arlen asked coldly and piercingly successfully made the blonde woman's silenced.

"B-not that I mean, t-of course I don't underestimate Cassandra."

After their brief conversation, Arlen got up from his spacious and padded bed and went up to the closet to change his clothes.

"Come out, I want to change my clothes" the man said. Anastasia complied with the frustration that filled her, and walked out and closed the door.

His brows furrowed, his palms clenched, hatred emanated in his green irises that glittered along with his teeth that were grinding.

"Why is only Cassandra on your mind?! Can't you think of me a little?!"

...🥀...

Cassandra Pov's

"Mrs, have you woken up?"

I blinked my eyelids when I heard Elise's voice coming from behind the door. Immediately I opened the door and saw Elise carrying breakfast for me.

"Madam, sir asks that you immediately prepare to accompany her to the residence of the Duchess of Hornwall."

His words made me breathe. Though I intend to rest today to relieve the pain I feel in my body.

"Well, I'll be ready now" I replied.

"I'll help you get ready, ma'am." Tawar Elise and I immediately rejected her offer.

"No need, I can do it myself. You just get my clothes ready," I ordered and Elise obediently obeyed.

After I washed my body and dressed, I also put makeup on my face a little thick, so that my pale face could be disguised.

"Madam, my feeling your face is very pale from last night. Are you okay?"

"I'm definitely fine. You don't have to worry like that" I said, trying to show my smile.

...🥀...

Many noble classes had gathered at the residence of the Duchess of Hornwall. Including the couple Duke and Duchess Floniouse this one.

The two of them were silent, no conversation was approaching between them.

Shortly after, the couple who hosted this residence also approached the two of them who had only been silent since daritadi.

"Good night, Duchess Floniouse. I heard you just had a pretty serious accident yesterday, are you okay?" greet Duchess Hornwall with questions.

"Yes, I'm fine now, Duchess. It's just that I lost my memory yesterday" Cassandra replied with a smile that never disappeared from her pretty face.

The Duchess Hornwall slightly displayed a surprised look on her face. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry about that."

"Thank you, Duchess."

"I also heard that you were attacked last night, were you hurt?" the Duke of Hornwall began their conversation.

"We were only slightly injured, thanks for your concern" replied Arlen who finally opened his voice.

"Thank God. Well then, you guys just enjoy the banquet. Don't be shy."

After saying that, the Duke and Duchess left them to greet the other guests.

Arlen glanced at Cassandra who was right next to him. The girl looked down her head, and her body looked bent, leaving Arlen a little confused.

"Get your body straight, don't bend like that."

Suddenly, Cassandra raised her head. "Pardon me."

Arlen raised an eyebrow next to him as he looked at the girl's pale face. "Your face is pale, you're fine, right?"

"Yes, I-I'm fine." The woman slipped a few strands of her hair behind her earlobes, then the woman again carved a sweet smile on her face.

But from the many people inside, including the person beside him, no one did not realize that the smile was a forced smile.

"Surprising," thought Arlen.

Then they returned like the beginning, greeting each other to other nobles, standing up authoritatively, and throwing each other the necessary smiles.

But again, Cassandra again lowered her head and bowed her body, making Arlen who was next to her annoyed.

"Can't you keep your image in front of others? I told you to stand up straight!" she was angry at Cassandra.

This time the woman seemed to ignore him, the woman was just silent with her head still faithfully submissive.

Now, Arlen is a little worried about the woman's situation. "Hey," call him.

And still no answer came out of the girl's lips.

Arlen reached out his hand behind her back and patted her gently to resuscitate the woman.

"Stop slouching-"

Unexpectedly, just because of such a slow blow, Cassandra almost dropped her body to the floor if Arlen's hand didn't catch her stomach and held the girl's body swiftly.

Arlen's eyes were wide when the man found Cassandra who was not energetic. He looked at the woman, thick makeup still unable to cover his pale face, sweat continued to pour on his forehead.

"Cassandra!"

^^I Become Wife of the Atrocious Duke^^^

^^5 November 2020^^^