The Atrocious Duke'S Wife
Special Episode 1: The Restrained Girl (1)

THIS WORK IS JUST FICTION. NAMES, FIGURES, PLACES, IS A MERE DELUSION. PLEASE BE WISE IN RESPONDING.

Pyars!

Ah, it's so noisy.

What is that sound? Early in the morning like this, can't I get enough peace for one day?

I had to open my eyelids which were greeted by the ceiling of the room with a boring design.

There is no beauty in my room. Just an ordinary room filled with nothingness.

Still in my crumpled nightgown and disheveled hair, I set foot toward my father's study, where the sound of the broken cup was heard.

When I got to the closed dark brown door, I was about to knock.

"Excuse me, Dad. Is everything all right sa—"

"LOWER PEOPLE HAVE NO PRICE! WHAT IF THAT DISGUSTING THING YOU BROUGHT WAS ABOUT MY WORK?!"

Surely those stupid waitresses are acting up again. God, if they can't do anything right, why do they have to be pretentious?

Just make me tired.

If this is the case I won't be able to continue sleeping. Well, at least I'll help them.

Even though those servants could not do things right, at least they had the desire to change.

Not like me.

Pessimistic girl who has no effort to change.

So at least, I can do something useful in my life to give them a little help.

"Excuse me, Father," I pushed open my door to my father's office and walked up to my feet in a thick puddle of silence.

It was my father who was holding his wooden stick and was about to hit the waiter he was shouting at using it.

Fortunately, the stick had not yet floated to the butler.

"It seems that I heard a commotion" I approached and mediated the father and the servant.

"Aren't you able to properly educate these garbage servants?! Instead of moving, you're busy staying in your room!"

That's because it's only six in the morning, you know. You just made me work on those damn files until three in the morning, old man.

"Sorry, Dad," I bowed. "I admit this is purely my fault and my negligence. Therefore, I beg for Father's mercy in this matter."

The silent atmosphere had ambushed for a moment, but after that the sound of a loud slap echoed throughout the corner of the room.

Plaque!!

The other servants who were in the room were surprised instead of playing. Their eyelids were all raised, and they closed their mouths in an indestructible shock.

Of course, because the victim of that slap was me.

"How many times do I have to give you a chance to get better? The file I told you to check yesterday still had a lot of errors in it. The engagement I planned for you always failed! You think I haven't felt sorry for you all this time?!"

The hard wooden stick finally landed on my collarbone as well, making the balance I maintained instantly oscillate.

Without me noticing, I fell backwards so that the base of my thigh hit the floor.

"Lady!" The servants are now calling me to help me run. However, I refused to accept their help.

I've been kind enough to help them, and I don't intend to receive any recompense from that.

I shook the hands of those who were trying to help me stand up. "You go," my cynic.

"But, Lady...!"

"Already, quickly. Before you regret it," my hardik was annoyed that they didn't understand.

Although initially hesitant, eventually they were moved to go out of the room so that all that was left was me and dad.

Hah .. It seems, my day will be filled with lessons from my father again.

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I looked at my face in the mirror reflecting my reflection. Unknowingly, my hand moved itself touching my reddened face.

Even after washing my body and face for a long time, the marks did not disappear.

It feels useless if I do treatment if my beautiful face continues to be stained with disgusting scars like this.

"My Lady, is it true that you were hit by a blow from Lord Viscount for protecting the new servant here? I heard that gossip was already spreading in this residence," Reina said behind me as she tidied my hair.

"Well, that's how. They are stupid, troublesome, and naive, because they think their efforts will make you happy" I turned my eyes around.

But after that, I somehow thought about the intentions of their actions.

"But they are not wrong to want to change. After all, we also don't know when the mistake will visit us, right?" my continue.

Now I also put my necklace which was originally lying on the dresser. "Therefore, I just want to help them a little so that they can be better and become what they expect" I said at length.

Reina initially just kept quiet as usual looking at my scorn. But not long after that, he answered.

"My Lady, I feel so lucky to have an employer like you" she said.

I chuckle. "Lucky? Why do you have to be lucky to get an employer who often insults others from behind like me?"

"You may not realize it. But, My Lady. You are a very kind lady. Your heart is as if it were a fragment of an angel's heart."

Again I couldn't stop laughing at him saying such an exaggerated thing. "Stop talking disgusting like that, Reina. I think I'd like to puke."

Reina just smiled sweetly as she continued her task. Over time, my laughter subsided.

My mind kept repeating his words just now. My heart is a fragment of an angel's heart?

The angel of death, to be exact.

Of course I'm aware. I'm not a good person, not what people say.

I never did anything willingly. I always expect the rewards of what I have done.

I could never speak my mind, I could never express my feelings. I am full of falsehood.

Right, I'm just a hypocrite.

Sorry, Reina. But your whole word is wrong.

The reason I help them is only because I want to be like them. But the problem is, I can't do it.

An optimist who thirsts for hope. Someone who dares to change his life. A person who dares to act for his own good without being restrained or controlled by others.

I wish I were that kind of person.

However, all of that was just a dream. There is one thing that is not in me, but in others.

Audacity.

Unfortunately I don't have that. For as long as I live, I'm never happy. Because I didn't dare take any action that would make me happy.

Thats why.

The only thing I could do was to be silent, vent my feelings the wrong way, and also be a coward who did not dare to change.

"My Lady's? You hear me? The lady? The lady!" calling Reina instantly made me realize from the daydream.

"What, Reina?" my question is now starting to stand up to my desk to work on the remaining files.

My appearance has been neat, therefore I have to start working again.

"Have you not heard from the Viscount?" Reina turned around to ask.

"Newspaper? News about what?" my words began to dip the tip of my pen in a puddle of ink.

"Your engagement plan."

Instantly I immediately looked back with my heart that felt like it had just been hit hard by shock.

"What do you mean, Reina?" I said to the waiter behind me.

"Mr Viscount declares that you will be betrothed to Earl Yersey. The plan is, tonight will be held a party for you and the Earl."

Brak!!

Kugebrak my desk so hard that a bottle of ink spilled into my lap.

Turns out, that damn dad was really stubborn.

I stood up from my place, then went out of the room. Before that, I closed my bedroom door hard because I couldn't hold back my emotions.

For some reason, it was like something was going to explode in my chest.

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"I heard the rumors that were going around. Said you were planning an engagement between me and Earl Yersey?" my side did not dare to look at him.

I can't say that Reina told me. If I hadn't been told this in the first place, then I would have kept this a secret from me.

Father was silent for a moment while stopping the movement of his hands on the paper he wrote.

He still refused to open his mouth, until he finally put down his pen and I could feel him staring at me sharply.

"really. Instead, you'll be ready tonight to attend Earl Yersey—'s welcome party"

"But this is too rushed!" my sergeant. "The servants could not possibly prepare a welcoming party in a day. And I told you many times, I want to marry the man of my choice."

"Now have you dared to cut my words?" hardik dad made me shut up.

Ah, just because of such a bluff, I immediately fell silent without a twist.

There really is no hope.

"Dad knows your character. If you've taken the trouble to find the right candidate for you, and when you tell you, you always refuse" she said in a heavy tone.

"That's because—" I said trying to answer but immediately interrupted.

Brak!!

"Stop whining! I'm tired of you. This time, don't even think about running away again! Otherwise, you'll bear the consequences."

Hah ... Why am I shaking?

My hands tingled, my voice choked, my head could not be lifted. It turns out I'm a real coward.

I thought I could have a little courage through the anger I felt. I thought I could express my feelings through the despair that wrapped around my heart.

But, instead of expressing my heart, I buried it deep.

Making my chest tight as if overloaded with all the feelings I always harbored.

"I can't guarantee" I said quietly but could still be heard.

There was a very thick vibration in my sentence, a sign of my feelings being held back by the fear that had become my identity.

"Maybe there will be something untoward happening tonight, Dad," I continued. "Then, excuse me."

On my way back to my room, somehow my tears just fell.

I roughly wiped away these vain tears. At first I was confused as to why I would react this way.

I thought I was sad because I couldn't live a happy life.

But I finally realized.

These are not tears of sadness.

These are tears of disappointment. I was disappointed .. because I wasn't brave enough to achieve my wish.

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"It's over, My Lady."

After Reina helped me prepare for my engagement party, I looked at my completely unhappy face.

"Then, I resigned myself to helping another servant, My Lady. If you need anything else, please call me," said Reina then left.

My loyal servant has now disappeared in the doorway. All that remains is me.

Braided and well-groomed hair, blue jeweled accessories are located in place, and also a fine satin dress that has a complicated but beautiful design.

What's all this for?

The question kept ringing in my mind. The void did not help me at all to remove the remains in my mind.

The wind whipped in through my window, which was covered in open curtains. I walked to the balcony of my room.

Many guests have arrived. Of course it makes me more nervous.

Do I have to run away now to avoid this fucking engagement?

But if I do, what steps will I take next?

I don't have anything. I hate to admit it. But I admit, all the treasures I've enjoyed enough have belonged to my father.

If I run away just like that, then how will my next survival be?

Ah, rather than thinking about this constantly, more I immediately move on.

No need to talk much anymore. Let's go attend this troublesome and useless party.

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When I went down the stairs one by one, all eyes were locked on me.

Some looked at me with ordinary eyes, some whispered while raising a spiteful gaze, and not a few who floated a twinkle of admiration towards me.

Who cares about all that. All I want is one, which is for my fiance to have an accident on his way here so this engagement is called off.

But, that hope was dashed in the blink of an eye when a man with an annoying look walked towards me.

He looked down and then grabbed and kissed the back of my hand.

The word 'narcissist' seemed to be the clothes that wrapped this man in front of me.

He looked like a cocky and stupid king, like he had just been given a failed natural treatment, and he smiled like a dolphin.

I quickly pulled my hand out of his sweaty grasp.

"I can finally meet you, Lady. Your parasites are like flowers, ready to be picked by me," he said laughingly.

He's a nutcase, huh?

She thought I would be charmed then infatuated with her when she said such a disgusting thing?

"It's an honor to meet you, Earl Yersey," I said flatly and lowered my head reluctantly.

If only father had not watched me as he was now, I would have left before this indistinct man.

"Then Lady, how about we dance? That way, we can also share love and get to know each other more deeply."

Ergh!

I just put on a thin smile.

His hand now grabbed my waist, and we started to dance.

The music played softly and cheerfully, but not with my mood.

The longer, the Earl Yersey is getting weird and terrible. He could not stop smiling so obliquely that the rest of the food on his teeth was clearly plastered.

As he whispered and said laughable words, I wanted to vomit due to the smell of his breath.

Therefore, I stomped her foot so that this bastard could stop talking for a moment.

"Aragh!" his groan was in pain as the heel of my shoe stomped his toes.

"Ah, how good I am! I'm sorry, My Lord. It was purely my accident," I cried.

I thought she might give up on dancing with me, but in a quick move she immediately grabbed my waist and her hands began to creep up on my upper body.

I shook off her hand and took my body off her. I immediately reasoned.

"I'm sorry, My Lord. I don't know why my stomach hurt all of a sudden. For that, I need to go to the bathroom for a moment," I lied trying to cover my frustration with a forced smile.

This bastard again smiled in anguish. "Alright, Lady. If that's what you want," he replied.

"Then, excuse me, My Lord."

I quickly lowered my head and walked away from the man.

The old man was really crazy. How could he think of marrying me to such a depraved man?

Since I wanted to clear my mind, I immediately went to my room and left this stifling party without looking back again.

By the time I got to my doorstep, I was about to open it. But before that, a voice shocked me and made me tremble.

"It turns out you're not a pleasant-talking person, My Lady."

Earl Yersey's. Since when did this bastard follow me?!

Suddenly the panic attacked me, the air around became very unpleasant.

Moreover, that man's terrible smile made me cringe.

"Then, Lady. Let's have some fun in your room."

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There's no way out.

My room was located at the end of the hallway so there was only a dead end on my right.

While on the left side, which was the only way out, had been blocked by this perverted bastard.

Therefore, the other exit I had thought of was only one.

Soon I opened my bedroom door and locked it. I was about to pull out my dresser to hold that door.

However, this dressing table has not been reached, my room door has been pushed hard so it is wide open.

Suddenly I retreated, keeping my distance as far as I could as he began to walk closer.

The Earl of Jersey spread his hand. "You're pretty aggressive too, yeah, Lady. Take me straight to your room, I really didn't expect that you're this kind of woman."

I continued to step back, while he continued to corner me.

Now my back vertebra has touched my balcony railing.

The wind blows hard to make my hair stand up straight. Not only because of the cold that attacked me, but also the fear.

"Let's go in, lady. Outside cold, let's warm ourselves up on your soft bed" he said.

Mind confused. How do I get out of this situation? How am I supposed to get past this bastard and run away from him?

I've been cornered, there's no way out—

I suddenly realized something. No, there's still a way out. To do that, I don't even have to think of a complicated plan.

When his body approached with his hand that was about to reach me, at that moment I did not think much more.

I put my legs alternately over my balcony railing. Without lingering any longer, I immediately threw my body into the air from the third floor.

Gravity immediately pulled me towards the center of the earth quickly, so the voice of that disgusting noble who was calling me sounded very faint.

My body which was originally in the face down position, now I turned to the back.

At least when I die, I don't want my beautiful face that I've taken with all my heart to shatter formless when it hits the ground.

If my position is stretched out, then my back head will be hit first so that I can die in an instant.

That way, the pain that I will feel later will not last long when my life is stretched.

When my eyes caught the stature of the moon shining brightly for the last time, at that very moment I had given up on my life and prepared for the pain that would destroy my body.

But it turns out my guess was wrong.

Instead of feeling my bones being crushed, I felt a strong hand grip preventing me from dying.

My life has been saved by both warm hands.

My eyes widened perfectly, when I found my body in the arms of a man who was very foreign to me.

I tilted my head to see his stature.

In that instant, the glare of bright sky blue eyes that were fixed right into my soul pulled me away from the chaos that was going on in my mind.

Ah, those thousands of blond strands that look so smooth, how I want to touch them and feel them between my fingers.

"Lady, what ... You just fell from up there?"

Now he looks up to see where I'm from. Unfortunately, that view no longer leads to me.

In the end, my lips did not move at all to answer his question.

My consciousness was overpowered by my admiration for his presence.

What a beautiful creature.

"Since you can't seem to answer my question, then can you at least tell me your name, My Lady?" ask her gently.

Still in the same position, we did not move our bodies at all.

Maybe .. 'cause I've never met a man as attractive as him, so I can't control my own mind.

Unbeknownst to me, several fractures were thrown away from my lips that were initially tightly clenched.

"Cassandra .. la Devoline."

...25.04.2022...