The Atrocious Duke'S Wife
Chapter 55: The End of Anastasia

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

"How do you feel after this long war?" my lot while gently rubbing her blond hair.

I was sitting on the edge of the pool with him in front of me on my knees.

His head he dropped and his face he buried in my thighs, so that I could easily play his soft and shiny blonde hair.

"Tired" he answered briefly and quietly. He seems to be exhausted.

Just imagine, every day expend energy to slash and avoid enemy attacks.

Who wouldn't be tired of doing that every day for half a year?

I smiled and put my fingers in each strand of hair.

"I miss you" he said.

"Me too" I said.

"Why don't you ever send a letter again? I'm always waiting for your letter every day."

I'm speechless. I thought he didn't return my letter because it didn't reach him.

"I forgot. You didn't return my letter anyway, so I guess you didn't take it."

"Botten orange. Do you remember?"

A sweet blunder from my lips. Of course I remember that. A rotten orange was my call for her because she was upset she didn't return my letter back then.

"Now I believe that you accept it" I said with a light laugh. "If you take it, then why don't you ever get back at it?"

He looked up at me intensely. "I'd really like to get back at him, but there's always no time."

"Then, congratulations on your hard work. You've tried your best."

"You too, congratulations on your hard work" he said, leaving me a little confused.

"What do you mean?"

"I've actually been home from yesterday. And I heard from Elise that you've helped the people a lot, and you've also taken my place diligently" she said, flattering me a little.

"That's nothing compared to you fighting so hard to risk your life out there." 

"Although I still want to thank you. For helping me all this time, my love."

She smiled making my cheeks warm up, I quickly turned my face away.

How could he be that handsome when he smiled?

"Why?"

"Eh-uhm, that's okay" I said. Because it was a little awkward, I also tried to find another topic.

But before he suddenly stood up and pulled my hand until I stood up immediately because of the pull.

My eyes widened as he grabbed my body to get closer to her.

"A... A...?" I asked slowly because she looked at me so deeply. It's like not letting my iris turn away.

His hand that was holding my wrist now turned to my jaw and cheek.

Her face tilted and then her net turned to look at my lips. Her lips began to approach me, so I subconsciously closed my eyes.

"Mrs!"

Bugh!

Instantly I pushed her away from me, then turned my gaze to the source of the voice.

"Pardon me, Mr. Madam. But there is something urgent!" elise said impatiently as she lowered her head. It was as if sweat was flooding his forehead.

"What's wrong?" I asked Elise. But my eyes were fixed on this man beside me.

A cold stern was again plugged into his face.

"Mrs Anastasia...!"

My eyes were wide again when I heard the next sentence that fell from Elise's lips.

Even Arlen widened his eyes, but not as big as me.

Quickly, we hurried to where Anastasia was.

...🥀...

We were waiting outside the room, Anastasia was in her room with the people who helped her with the delivery.

I felt unsettled, while Arlen looked relaxed. Was he not nervous or anxious at all?

It's really strange, usually a man will be nervous when his wife is about to give birth.

How thick was the mask of calm that he was wearing right now?

Shortly after, the door of the room opened. Showing a woman who had helped Anastasia inside.

He let us both in, and immediately we entered.

I was a little surprised by Anastasia. The look on the woman's face.. anxious?

Even all the women who were inside this room also looked confused and nervous, what exactly happened?

After I saw that there was a tiny, cloth-wrapped baby next to Anastasia, my eyes were bulging.

Just as I expected. And as I expected.

The baby did not have a blond mane like Anastasia or like Arlen. The baby had a black mane.

I set my eyes on Arlen, and sure enough. His eyes were sharp and his jaw was hardened.

"All of you, get out."

The three words were able to make the entire room cool down while making the feathers I sit on all the humans in this room stand up.

The women came out, as did I who stepped slowly.

"Not you, Cassandra."

My feet stopped, and I carefully turned back and stood still.

Without spitting out a word like a stiff mannequin.

With a stiff face, I just stared straight ahead. Trying not to act strange.

"I don't care who the father of the child is. But I'll just say one thing."

The man looked very angry, yet he was still trying to hold it back. I don't know what to do if I'm in Anastasia's position.

"Go from my house."

Anastasia was glared with her hands squeezing a blanket that covered her legs to her waist.

The woman glared with her eyes starting to water. I could only watch and observe this entire drama.

"Aryn-"

"Go," cut Arlen down quickly.

"Arlen, this is your son. I gave birth to your child, you should be happy" Anastasia said.

"Once again, go. Before I hurt you, "remember Arlen with emphasis.

I don't know why I'm scared now. Why could he be so different from a moment ago when he was with me?

"No, I'm not leaving! I'm not leaving until anytime! You hear that?! BECAUSE I'M YOUR WIFE!!"

THE PLAQUE!

Again, I could only keep quiet with a few expressions unconsciously made on my face.

The loud noise was created when Arlen's palm in an instant slapped Anastasia.

Anastasia looked silent, seemingly in disbelief that Arlen would do such a thing to her.

"I'm tired of you. When you forced my father to ask me to marry you, I could still accept you. Because I still cherish you as my best friend" Arlen said, but Anastasia was unmoved.

"I know, it was my fault for not being aware of your feelings and for abruptly canceling our engagement. But, don't you think about my happiness?"

"How many times have I told you that I only think of you as my sister, and I just like her," he pointed to me still stare faithfully at Anastasia.

"Don't you think you're selfish? You only think about your feelings and you don't think about our feelings. Just once, did it ever cross your brain?"

"And now, you're pregnant with another boy and lying to me. Do you think I'll love you for that?"

Anastasia was completely speechless. As well as me, I've never seen him pour out his heart that long.

"You're lucky because I just slapped you. And do you know what she's been through?" asked Arlen again to point at me.

"She felt hurt when I married you. But has he ever done you any harm? Has he ever avenged all your deeds?"

"He was born into a family that didn't care about him at all, and you. You have a family that cares about you and cares about you."

"But did he ever complain? Did he ever vent his pain on you?"

"And you need to keep it in mind, I'll just love her whenever. If you hurt her, then I won't hesitate to repay you."

Anastasia was shedding tears with her eyes still glared.

I can only keep watching everything. Become observer.

"Give me a foot out of my house immediately. Before I'm gonna kick you out in person" Arlen ordered, then he walked up to me and pulled my hand out of the room.

Instantly I was interested just to follow where he went.

I saw Anastasia bowed with her hands tightly clutching the blanket nearby.

I was confused whether I wanted to talk or not, because I was afraid that it would bother him.

So I just kept quiet, following his will. Before long, he suddenly stopped, and said.

"Am I doing the right thing?" he said raucously while turning his back on me.

I could feel him pinching the palm of my hand in his grasp, and I was at a loss to answer what.

Everything's been resolved. Anastasia has lost. And our relationship is getting closer.

And from now on what should I do? Is not this how my job is done?

Is there no longer any purpose in this world?

In an instant I instantly came to my senses from my daydream, as he tightly grabbed me.

"Is this how it's all done? Can we start a new life together?" it makes me shut up.

I was speechless, so I could only return his embrace by putting both of my hands on his wide back.

The warmth that came back, the comfort that was back surrounded, the feeling of overflowing again appeared.

"Yes.if you're cold like that. I'm ready to grant it any time."

...🥀...

As the man said, Anastasia has already left this house. With the baby of course.

You could say I was relieved that the woman finally left in this house. So I don't have to worry when she wants to do something to me.

But still I have to be careful.  Because the threat could be not far in front of me.

I could hear as I was walking around this house, the servants were whispering because of Anastasia's departure.

I just ignored him, because if Arlen was distracted, he would have fired him immediately.

Because he's back, so I'm no longer in his place. Right now, I was just lying quietly digesting all the events that had happened.

But still I have to keep an eye on Duchy and help the people in distress.

My plan a few months ago yielded very satisfactory results.

Not only did the number of people who died of hunger decrease, but the results of the women who sewed clothes and were sent to neighboring regions generated a lot of income.

Men or women, have their own jobs so that they no longer need to think about how their economy.

I lay down and rolled to the right and to the left staring at the ceiling of my room.

Don't know what to do. The man was currently having business in the palace, so he was not home.

When I wanted to open the door to go downstairs to get some food, you suddenly hit something hard until I almost staggered.

I don't know why I feel like this has happened before.

"You're home yet?" I asked when I found a figure I knew very well.

"Yes. Where are you going?"

"I just want to grab some food from the kitchen."

"good. Then come with me," he asked.

"Where?"

"You come along."

I was a little curious, but I kept nodding. I happen to be bored too.

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"A lake?" ask when we got to our destination.

"Yes." Yeah."

I was staring around. Yes the place is good. Many trees whose leaves are brown and fall down on the lake water.

Makes this place seem calming to look at.

"Sit here" he said, patting the ground next to him.

I nodded then sat down next to him, we were now sitting side by side by the lake.

"The wind is very cold" I said breaking the silence between us.

"Yes" he answered briefly.

I turned my head to look at him, his face looking very peaceful with a barely noticeable smile.

"So happy you're here?" my many.

"Yes. I hope time can rest so we can stay here longer" he replied.

Time, huh?

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

"Please."

I took my breath slowly while staring at the vast lake. "What... if I'm not really who I used to be?" askaku.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean... What if I'm not the person you've known all along?" my daughter almost drowned.

In a flash, my body turned to face him as he cupped both my shoulders and twisted my body.

"You are you. You are Cassandra, the woman I love. And my soul will be yours at all times" she looked at me deeply.

Smile knots painted on my face. I knew he would say that.

"Thank you for loving me. I don't know how I should thank you."

"No need. Because you have also returned my love," he replied.

"Then, what would you do if I suddenly disappeared from your life?"

"Why are you saying that?"

There was a tone of dislike in his sentence that he presented.

"I just want to ask and I want to know" I said.

He looked silent and seemed to be immersed in the look he had locked onto me.

"Then I'll look for you until I can see you again."

"Even to another world?"

"Yes, as long as I can get back by your side."

He said that with a face that was getting closer.

Her shady sky blue netra looked at me deeply, as if it wanted to tear apart something I was hiding.

Her eyes were even more beautiful than the most beautiful jewel I had ever met.

Her lips now swept over my lips with her palm that started to press against my nape.

Even his lips are sweeter than peaches.

I can feel her fingers slipping in my hair.

In this way I believe that the promise he made was not just.

Because it looks like she channeled her feelings to me through this soft link.

I will always remember your promise. And I hope you can keep it.

I Become the Wife of the Atrocious Duke

December 29th, 2020