The Duke's Substitute Wife
Divorced

A week later.

"Madam is something I need to tell my mistress" Mira said beside her.

Viola and Flora looked towards him, not usually Mira was that serious. That week Mira was very close to Viola and Flora. Mira was not considered a servant by them.

They also joke and joke together. "I know about Madam."

The two women immediately rounded their eyes. Viola immediately stood up, he red both hands Mira. "Where? where's my mom?"

"Today I'm going to meet the madam with the Baroness."

"Baroness?" Viola raised one of his eyebrows.

"The lady will know for herself later, let our mistress have to get ready for that place" said Mira.

The three women came out of Viola's room. While Flora and Mira follow him from behind. Viola stopped his footsteps just below the stairs. He listened to someone talk about his brother.

"Hows it? have you found it?" ask Duke Cristin.

"We found the clue sir, Miss Abella was staying at Rose's inn. But only one month sir." he said.

"Alright, continue the search" Duke Cristin said with a sad face.

Viola continued his footsteps, approaching towards them. "I want the Knight Master to quickly look for the whereabouts of big brother." Viola timpal said with a stern face. Duke Cristin was nervous, his heart could not be controlled. He was like a husband caught cheating. Duke Cristin lowered his head, he was ready for Viola to scold him.

"Don't worry Madam, we'll try."

Viola glanced towards Duke Cristin with his acuh.

He thinks I'm jealous, angry. Heh, only a madman would say that.

"I was worried, more worried about myself. I want to get out of here quickly." Viola said straight away.

Duke Cristin clenched his hand. "Don't ever wish you could leave this house without my permission."

"So I'll be back, so I have to go."

"Who told you to go?" sargah Duke Cristin's.

Duke Cristin wrinkled his forehead, he felt strange with the word Polygamy and in the honey. "What is polygamy and honey? should we eat honey?"

Viola squinted his eyes, the man in front of him was famous for his intelligence, 17 years old he already bears the status of the youngest Duke in this empire. But only said Polygamy he did not understand and more terrible about honey, must drink honey.

"Astagah !" Viola snorted in annoyance.

"On that honey, not eating His Majesty's honey. Polygamy or in the Honey. In Dua right and I don't want to be in duakan. More precisely I want to get a divorce soon." said Viola in a pressing tone.

"It's a good thing I'm getting a divorce, maybe in the future he'll embarrass me." Viola muttered which Duke Cristin could still listen to.

"Just calm down, I won't embarrass you. I'm gonna learn your weird language."

"No need, after all His Highness the Duke is only a temporary husband."

Duke Cristin did not answer, he smiled. He had already resignedly listened to Viola's spicy mouth. From the edges he and Viola had a fight. Better to give up. But today he is quite happy. Already this week, Viola did not look at him or even glance at him when he passed by. Stay away from him since that fight. Viola never said hello, as if he was installing a fortress.

"Where are you going?" Viola stopped his footsteps. He twisted his body. But again continued his footsteps that only in reply to the head bobbles of Duke Cristin.

What's wrong with sir? did I not see wrong? the master smiled at the Duchess of his bath.

Viola and his two servants stopped at a boutique store. He saw the boutique shop. Many visitors came in from the store. "Let's mistress" said Mira. Today is the day she plans to bring together a mother and daughter who have been separated for years. Mura could not bear to see her master every day looking at the painting of the child and crying.

Viola and Flora followed Mira's footsteps towards one of the maids. "Baroness." The waiter looked towards Viola and Flora, he nodded and told her to go upstairs.

"Let's madam" said Mira in a nod to Flora and Viola.

Arriving at the door of the upper room. Mira opened the entrance. Viola entered, he circulated his gaze to the contents of the room.

Deg

His gaze was fixed on looking at the woman who was looking outwards.

"How's Mira?"

Viola stared with teary eyes. Her tears started to fall. It was a voice he had longed for for years. He realized this feeling was the feeling of the previous woman.

"Mother."