The Atrocious Duke'S Wife
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"Floniouse...?"

Now it was my turn to open my eyes. What did he say?

I didn't hear wrong, did I? Did he really say that name?

Floniou...

I immediately turned my head back and looked up. The moonlight that illuminated her shiny strands of hair.

Those sharp sky blue eyes were unmistakable.

That was him.

...~ The Atrocious Duke's Wife...

...Chapters...

...(4) ...

My body was so stiff as porcelain, the impact inside me raged causing my body to tremble.

I should how? I have not prepared myself to face it.

Better, I shut up first. Although this body hopes to hold it tightly to dissipate longing that has long clumped.

"Didn't you learn about manners toward women, Mr Yersey?" The cold tone of his intimidation was still the same.

I could feel his arms getting closer and closer to my shoulder, and my body getting closer and ending up colliding with him.

I bit my lower lip to hold my cry, a cry that became a symbol of longing that had come off.

"A-what do you mean... Lord Floniouse? Lady and I were just talking, "let's just be a bitch trying to invent excuses.

"Just talk? Is that true, Lady?" He suddenly asked me.

Should I lie to keep my image? After all we are also nobody, we should not extend this matter. And your reputation may be tainted.

Looks like this is the best way.

"Y-yes that's right. We just talk."

Or don't.

"But over time, Mr. Yersey came closer and began to say indecent things to me" I said bowed.

Why should I waste this opportunity? Now, I have the support of a Duke candidate to fight against an Earl candidate.

Fuck my father's reputation. You haven't thought about me all this time, then why should I think about it?

I'm not selfish, but it's just that the present situation is not the right situation for me to do good and give in.

It might be my last chance to live, and if it's true, I really don't want any more regrets in my life.

I want to be happy!

Then. if plus theatrical spices, even though I am only a daughter of the Viscount, I can be trusted here if my support sees me in a difficult situation.

Although an Earl would complain and accuse the victim or rather I had the status under him. Yet everyone would definitely not believe it if a Duke, the supreme noble, sided with the victim.

Isn't this...the situation is very lucky to bring down the stupid bastard who has been presumptuous to me?

"You...! You fucking lady!" He intended to slap me, but was of course fended off.

Pfft! So stupid! If you continue to act like a shallow-minded person who can only be controlled by emotions, a victim like me benefits greatly.

But that's okay.this kind of thing is fun. To ease my frustration that had accumulated within the past two years.

Arlen caught his hand that was about to hit me, and then he threw the body of the br*hsek man until it fell to the ground.

"Basic b*bi humiliated." I was a little surprised when he said that. As I recall, her young self looked very calm and did not care about anything.

So what made him get that bad?

"You know what would happen to you if I told this to the public?" threatening Arlen stared intently at the br*hsek man until he had a great huddle.

"Pardon me. I really don't mean to harass Lady, I'm just kidding! Yes joking! So forgive me!" please prostrate.

I wanted to spit on that very sad face.

Arlen shook his head, continuing to stare at the man as if he wanted to kill him right now.

"S-I will also cancel my engagement to the Lady! Yes, I will tell my father. Therefore, please forgive me."

The man broke tears. But somehow my heart did not react at all.

There was not the slightest empathy in my heart when I saw such despicable humans who only feared when their lives would be lost.

I can only be quiet, because my role has been done since Daritadi.

"Go away" Arlen said briefly, then the man pressed his forehead against the floor.

"Thank you, Mr. Floniouse! For your good!" his praise made me turn a puffed-up eyeball.

"Go before I cut off your tongue!" arlen's assertiveness made me slightly jolt from surprise.

Quickly, the cowardly man ran away and left us.

Now that we're alone, what am I supposed to do and say?

"Are you okay?"

Folding my lips while squeezing my dress strong, what exactly happened to me? Why am I acting like this?

My voice could not come out, so I could only nod.

Shortly after, I could hear heavy breathing coming out of his lips.

"So why are you keeping quiet when she's trying to harass you?"

He asked back. This time though my voice may sound very small, I can still at least speak.

"That's because I have to keep my family's honor. Because my status is lower," I whispered trying to hold something down that was going to come down from one of my senses.

"Is my face on the floor?" said. "Get used to staring at your opponent" he said.

"No matter that your status is under or not, you also have rights over yourself. You don't deserve to be harassed" he said.

But I remained silent. I really don't want to raise my head right now.

"Thank your head."

Shit...!

Tests...

He looked a little surprised with both his slightly opened eyes and his slightly opened mouth.

This is why I don't want to raise my head now.... I... don't want to look pitiful in front of you...!

"Cassandra."

It was dad's voice!

I quickly wiped my tears then confirmed my standing position and looked at my father.

"What's up, Dad?" I'm as formal as possible. Not forgetting this pretentious attitude.

"Dad heard no noise here, what's going on?" Dad's voice sounded low, he seemed to be suspicious of me.

"Nothing's happened, Dad. You take it easy" I lied with a smile.

The atmosphere was quite silent for a moment, but before long a sound made me flinch.

"The Lady said it wasn't right" he told Dad.

"What do you mean, Mr Floniouse?"

"Are you not able to recognize which man is worthy of the Lady? Lady just got treated indecently earlier. If I hadn't come, you would have known not what would have happened to Lady?" the man concluded with Dad.

I can see my father was carried away by emotions, but his pride was able to withstand it all.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Floniouse. But I really didn't know that my daughter would be treated that way. Again, forgive me," bowed father respectfully.

"I apologize to your daughter not to me" Arlen replied.

Why does he suddenly care about me? Aren't we just strangers? Is this his original attitude? Not accepting any unfair treatment.

"Thank you, Mister. I will never forget your kindness and help" I said respectfully to him.

He just replied with a nod. Then he moved on, but before that he stopped and patted me on the shoulder slowly.

"Your honesty was the right thing" he whispered.

My knees felt limp, with eyes back heating up. Soon after, my father's voice could come back and I heard a scattering of silence.

"What have you done this time? Look, you don't embarrass me anymore, Cassandra."

"I didn't do anything, Dad. It was Mr. Yersey who was presumptuous of me, and then Mr. Floniouse suddenly came. I really don't know anything, Dad," I explained.

"Dad doesn't care."

Hearing father's nonchalant reply, it didn't astonish me at all.

Because my father didn't care about me from the beginning. Accepting such a reality pisses me off and wants to make dad regret not appreciating me.

I'll make you sorry, Dad!

...~•~...

After a tiring party last night, my body this morning felt like it was all crumbling.

The sunlight that entered through the curtain gap also forced me to get up and get out of bed immediately, starting a new day that was unpredictable and certainly immeasurable.

There was a knock on the door in my room, and I immediately invited the person who knocked on the door into my room.

"Lake in."

It didn't take long, the door opened and revealed Reina who was ready to serve me.

"Miss, Mr. Viscount invites you to have breakfast together. He was waiting in the dining room" Reina said.

It seems like wanting to talk about last night, I better get ready right now before he goes berserk.

"Alright, please prepare bath water for me, Reina," I asked and Reina nodded obediently.

"All right, Miss."

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"Good morning, Father," I said as I pulled the edge of my skirt up and bent down.

"Sit down."

Not even he returned my greeting.

"All right, Dad."

Immediately, I dropped my groin and sat down politely.  I held the fork and knife next to my hand and started cutting out the perfectly baked bread that became my breakfast menu this morning.

"Dad was so shocked when Thomas called off your engagement and apologized to you" Dad chirped open the noise.

"I'm surprised too, Dad. I didn't expect Mr. Thomas to be like that" I said calmly and tried to keep staring at my dishes and not move my eyeballs to look at my father.

"Because of that, the Earl gave Dad a lot of money, so that the problem was not extended," he explained, making me stop chewing and tightly grip the knife and fork in my palm.

So I mean, my honor as a woman that's almost at stake is a good thing? This has gone too far.

"Good if that's the case, Dad. At least Dad gets enough compensation for us."

"Good?! What's so good?!"

Prangs!

I flinched when a plate crashed and was thrown to the floor. His voice was deafening and again made the originally calm atmosphere immediately runyam.

"If you remain silent, then the Earl's family fortune will be ours! Your father and you will be higher than you are now! Why don't you stop letting Dad down?!" snapped Dad.

God, how many things have I done wrong according to my father?

"We will be looked upon highly, we will be more respected, we will live a good life! Why do you always waste the opportunity I've been looking for so hard?!!"

Again my actions were wrong, again my actions were not right, again the issue of status and wealth was extended.

Again. Does my life really have to be this session?

Brak!

Out of unbearable annoyance, I kicked down the table and dropped the knife with the fork in my hand.

No matter what father kept shouting my name, I just kept running out of the room into my room.

If only I had money, I would have left this house a long time ago.

I'm sick of everything, I really need to change my life now.

...~•~...

To make father regret for thinking that I could do nothing, especially I had to make myself more highly regarded by other nobles as well as the public.

Therefore, I have to hone my thinking skills and strengthen my body's endurance.

After that, I also have to make Arlen stay away from me in the near future. Because he could suddenly fall in love with me, then intend to marry me as before.

In the end, Anastasia will come back to hate me and conspire on Prince Darren to defeat me.

Don't let that happen, for now, I really have to make myself a talented and kind, strong Lady.

...Purpose of life this time: ...

...1.1. Make me regret. ...

...2.2. Training my body and increasing my insight, and increasing my capture power to immediately know the enemy's movements. ...

...3. Making myself looked up to by other nobles as well as commoners. ...

...4.4. Make dad not want to marry me to a jerk boy. ...

...5.5. Trying to thwart marriage to Arlen when I turned 18. ...

...6.6. Making Anastasia not hate me. ...

...7. Lastly, make you sorry! ...

It seems like it, then for now. I'd better send Frost a letter to see me.

I wrote a message to Frost, then sent it through the pigeon that as usual always stayed in my window.

...~•~...

"It's rare that you send me a letter" chirped Frost. "Didn't you. You secretly miss me?" the Frost Goda made me shake his head.

"Don't expect you, you unskilled virgin," I sneered as I chuckled to upset him.

"As you know, there are so many Lady who are waiting to be my wife. Even many of the Lady who are willing to be cheered on by this handsome me," was proud to make me turn the eyeballs off guard.

"As far as you are. Keep living in your wild imagination."

Frost laughed at me when he heard my words.

"So, what exactly did you call me here for?" ask Frost.

"Actually, I want to ask you to teach me something" I said a little hesitantly.

Frost raised next to his eyebrows. "Work what?"

"Can you teach me how to sword?" my door and the handsome Frost fell silent.

To be honest, I was a little confused by her sudden silence. But before long, laughter boomed, making me a little annoyed.

"You... want to learn to sword?! Ahaha!"

"Why, is there something wrong with that?" tanyaku.

"No, I was just surprised! You're a woman who used to be shy and cried right away when she got hurt, wanting to learn to sword. What exactly is wrong with you?"

"Yes, I just want to learn. Because I, as a woman, have to be strong in order to take care of myself."

This guy seems to think. But before long, a breath blew out of his lungs.

"Actually I don't want to teach, but I can't. I'm not good at swordsmanship, I'm better at archery" Frost said, disappointing me a little.

If I can't ask Frost for help, then where can I ask for help?

"But! Just chill. I have a friend who is a swordsman and can teach you, ", Frost continued.

Disappointment was lifted from my heart. "Really, thank you so much, Frost, you're a great friend!" my praise.

"Yes, yes," replied Frost lazily. "If you've just praised me like this" Frost muttered annoyedly but I could still hear it and laughed again.

"When can your friend teach me?"

"It just so happens that he also wants to meet you, and soon he will get here" he said.

"really?" I was a little surprised.

Who the hell is he? Why would he want to meet me?

...09.01.2021...