The Duke's Substitute Wife
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Duke Cristin stared intently at Ferland. I don't know because of magic, he didn't take Ferland's words for granted.

"See your speech Mr. Ferland. Viola is still the Duchess of this house." Duke Cristine gave off his tyrannical aura.

Ferland froze, he glanced towards Duke Cristin. It is impossible that his words are wrong. Didn't Duke Cristin never interfere in his affairs of words to Viola. But today his heart felt bad. He brushed off the feeling, there was no way Duke Cristin would like Viola. Then what about his sister. He won't let that happen. Viola had already tasted the delights, slept on a soft mattress, ate well. What about his sister out there.

"Sorry Duke, is something wrong? Viola was happily living under the roof then what about my sister?" Ferland was now suppressing with the words of his sister.

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Duke Cristin's heart ditched a thousand silent languages, he was at a loss for what to answer. But hearing Ferland's words he remembered Abella. How's her boyfriend's life out there?

"Silent Ferland, Viola remains your brother."

Ferland was silent, he did not want to fight with his mother anymore just because of Viola's problem. He continued eating his bread.

The three people were then confused in their minds.

While in the kitchen.

The servants were shocked by the Duke's arrival. They stood in front of the table, with their heads lowered as they glanced towards Viola who was unconcerned about his arrival.

Viola put down her spoon, mentally preparing so that her blood would not rise early in the morning. That's why I didn't join the others. Make his appetite disappear, what else there is Ferland.

"Why are you eating here? join us in the dining room. Your attitude like this does not reflect as a noble woman." Duke Arland softened.

"Pretend not to care. Sooner or later, I will also be coming out of the Duke's residence. I should have studied like them." Viola bowed respectfully and passed away. He was tired of not wanting to argue with the man in front of him.

"You're a Duchess keep your attitude Viola."

"Just calm down I won't put the Duke's family to shame. And please, be like the old Duke. Be like you used to be cold and cruel. I'd rather it, not know each other."

Duke Arland stared at the body, which disappeared behind the door. He never looked in his direction. But now he wants to see, his heart suddenly misses the name of the father that came out of his mouth. Her ears were hot and she wanted to hear that.

"You delivered the fried rice to his room" said Duke Arland, who saw Viola not finishing his meal.

Arriving in his room. Viola stopped his steps in front of the red sofa. He dropped his body on the couch. Massaging her temples that feel dizzy.

"Flo, prepare the horse-drawn carriage I want to get out to the horse farm. I want to buy it,"

Flora smiled, "Is the madam going to learn to ride a horse?" ask Flora enthusiastically. His heart could not wait to see the master on the dark horse.

"Huh, yes." said Viola in a lazy tone. It was free for him to explain, if he could ride a horse. The woman in front of him would not believe it. The real Viola did not know how to ride a horse.

15 Minutes later..

Viola and Flora had exited the Duke's courtyard with the carriage on the side.

Viola took a snack in that basket. He also offered to Flora who was in front of him. But Flora instead refused him on the grounds of fullness. Without them realizing from the opposite direction looks quite luxurious horse carriage.The horse carriage stopped right at the Duke's residence. A woman pays respect to her employer.

"Take my daughter well. Whatever happens report it to me." he ordered firmly. He opened the window curtain of the car, staring intently at the Duke's residence.

If you look at it from the outside, it's like a palace. But if I go inside, not the beauty I get but bitterness. Wait for my daughter, Mother will take you away as soon as possible.