
THIS WORK IS FICTION. NAMES, CHARACTERS, EVENTS, PLACES, ARE JUST A DELUSION. PLEASE READERS BE WISE IN RESPONDING.
"Believe me, I'm not the one doing all that. I can't kill him...!" said the woman who was hiccupping is defending herself.
What a shame for the woman's life, when she was accused by people who had been trusted all along. He was accused of killing an innocent man, but he was not the culprit.
Even if he thought of such a vile thing he never did, let alone did it?
However, even though this woman had tried to say that her self was innocent, still the husband in front of her was in disbelief.
No matter how much groan when her husband whipped her, no matter how many tears fell on her cheeks due to the pain that pierced her body, the man would not listen to her.
No matter how many lines of defense were thrown from his paled lips, the man would still not listen to him.
"All the evidence points to you, you think I can trust all that shit? You're really making me sick!"
As if in a vacuum of electricity that is complete, the woman's body vibrates, all her energy in her body seems to disappear.
She saw the cold flat face of her husband, who looked at her hatefully in the blue sky.
His usually cold yet considerate nature, the thin smile that was usually imprinted on his handsome face, had now disappeared.
All that remained was a gaze of hatred so profound.
What exactly is his fault? Though he did not do it at all, and also why would a friend he had long trusted suddenly accuse him like this?
He really did not understand, what exactly was his mistake until he had to accept all this?
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Cassandra Pov's
The first thing I saw was the ceiling which contained carvings in the ancient Roman style of my room. Dizziness can't wait to strike my head. But strangely enough, I could feel my body was not hot anymore.
Has my fever gone down? And apparently, my back didn't hurt as much as yesterday.
I tried to sit on my body and gather all my energy. The comfortable pajama shirt is now embedded in my body. Silent, it was rare that this room was not crowded. Usually Elise's voice always filled my entire room.
Where is my loyal servant?
I lowered my legs slowly from the bed, then I stepped out.
First of all, I tried to keep my balance so I wouldn't fall and end up kissing the floor again. My hand grabbed the doorknob of my room and opened it.
Slender. Where's everybody? I also dyed. There was no one on the second floor.
But I seemed to hear, there was a voice of a man blaring from below. And that voice, it seems I recognize it. Out of curiosity, I went straight down the stairs and reached the bottom floor.
A lot of waiters are swarming around so I can't see what's really going on here. I impatiently asked one of the servants who looked terrified as his body trembled.
"What's going on here?" I asked, and the waiter was a little surprised by my presence.
Stuttering, he immediately replied. "S-I don't know, Madam. Tu-tuan Duke suddenly went berserk and whipped Mr. Edward."
The whip?! I knit my eyebrows, Mr Edward? Who'sis that?
Rather than being overwhelmed by constant curiosity, I stepped my feet closer to see who it really was.
When I could see it, my ball immediately turned. Wasn't that the coachman who drove us home yesterday?
Why did Arlen torture the old man?!
"Don't I tell you not to let him get hurt in the least? You've done your job."
His words were relaxed with his usual flat and cold look. How could he act so ordinary when he had just tortured someone?
I really can't believe this.
"Pardon me, sir, please forgive me." the old man prostrated himself with the blood that adorned all his clothes from the terrible wounds of the lash.
But Arlen, the cruel man did not budge at all against the old man's plea.
The sharp sword in his right hand, he swung up, and he said. "As I say, if he gets hurt just a little bit, then your head will be cut off from your body."
The servants in this room immediately closed their eyelids tightly, but it was different from me.
I can't let innocent people be treated so cruelly. Quickly, I slipped into this stifling crowd, then darted and stood before the old man while unfurling my head.
"Stop!"
One inch. One more inch, I could lose my head. The sword eye was right next to my neck, but I was undaunted to protect what I thought was right.
"Mrs!"
The man's eyes were blocked to the point that he stopped his movement. I could hear the voices of the servants in this house shouting my name.
"What are you doing?! You want to die, huh?!" snapped at me. But I'm not going to stand idly by when he wants to take innocent lives.
"I'm the one who should ask like that, what are you doing?! Why are you torturing and killing innocent people?!" yell me.
"The innocent? He can't do his job, so he deserves to be punished."
Unable to perform tasks? What does that mean about the wound on my back?
"Is it just because of the wound on my back that you tortured her like this?"
"It's not just because of your injuries. People like him who are irresponsible and can not carry out their duties properly, must indeed be destroyed from this world."
How can you say that with a flat face as if innocent?
"This world is not a place for people like him."
He said back to make me clench both palms of my hands. So you're saying, no matter who can't do his job well, he's gonna have to die, no matter if he's guilty or innocent. Like those?
What kind of thought is that?!
Plaque!
The palm of my hand floated and slapped his cheek hard, so that his face was turned away with his eyes that widened in disbelief. Same with everyone here.
"It turns out you're cruel!!" my screams.
All my thoughts about him are a hundred percent wrong. Everything in the novel is true.
Apparently, I was still too naive. I think I've learned a lot about the qualities of the people around me.
But, in fact, not.
^^I Become Wife of the Atrocious Duke^^^
^^6 November 2020^^