The Duke's Substitute Wife
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"Madam," call Mira slowly. Twice she had indeed called Viola, yet the girl was still busy with her daydream.

Mira turned her head towards the door, looking at someone who had been waiting for Viola's arrival ever since.

The man nodded, as if he were saying leave it alone. He went into that room.

Ahem

The woman in front of him was still drifting in his mind.

Ahem

That two-time Derheman left the woman in front of him aghast in shock.

"Huh, yeah." Viola stood up, then looked over.

"Marquess," said Viola again dropping his butt violently. He felt annoyed, Marquess Ramon stopped his rolling thoughts.

"Think what?" marquess Ramon asked while sitting in front of the Viola was just a table as their distance.

"Nothing," Viola said curtly. If it wasn't for his business. He did not want to get involved with the man in front of him. The smooth running of the business depended on the man in front of him this time around. If the man in front of him could introduce his Restaurant to the person with his status and title. He is sure, the restaurant must be a lot of interest later.

That was all in his mind. Not getting involved more in Viola's life before. He was just looking for calm. Not believing the mouth of a man.

A few minutes later, Mira brought him fried rice with a glass of water and tea. He placed the fried rice in front of Marquess Ramon.

The smell of the dish evokes the taste of the Marquess. He was interested in the dish in front of him even though it seemed strange. Even just this time he saw the rice in the fry. Beside him in ornaments with tomatoes and eggs. Luckily the Export and Import in this empire went smoothly. So it is not difficult for nobles to taste rice instead of wheat. The rest for the middle class nobles and commoners might be hardships. Given the price of rice is very expensive.

"Eat, taste first. It's up to the Marquess to judge what it's like." Viola.

Marquess Ramon nodded, without hesitation he ate the dish. One mouthful made him not stop even breathing. That good taste is on his tongue. Just this time he ate a strange meal, but it made him addicted.

There was no talk from the two men. Viola was still thinking with the word Armand. While Marquess Ramon continued to eat the dish.

"Well, I'll open it tonight. I hope the Marquess' words are true." Viola got up from his chair.

"Can we talk longer?" marquess Ramon asked expectantly.

"I can't, I'm on business. And thanks for helping." Viola smiled.

"Duchess, am I no longer in your heart?" asked the Marquess with a serious face. He was certain that Viola could not immediately switch hearts. Since their childhood together, their joys and sorrows have passed, but only because of a marriage. Viola couldn't possibly forget it. He said that rumor. Just a useless mouthpiece. Not necessarily the rumors about Viola loving Duke Cristin are real. He was very sure, Viola was merely describing the obligations of a wife.

"I don't want to talk about it." Viola left without looking back. I don't know, he didn't feel anything with the Marquess.

Viola looked around the Capital. It turned out to be deserted. Some shops are closed and some are closed. The atmosphere is very quiet. The sky began to sound and radiate its light. The rain drenched the city. Viola stroked both of his arms. I felt the cold start to greet him.

What today Mother did not come yes Inner Viola.

"Mrs, we'd better find some lodging. The weather tonight doesn't allow us to go home." Mira's proposal to look towards the sky very clearly there are cloudy clouds blocking the light of the moon and stars.

"No need, I'll just stay at the boutique."

Viola turned her body to the left towards the boutique. When Viola was about to open the door hendle. The familiar voice made him look.

"Duke," muttered Viola.

Duke Cristin held back his anger. He was so worried about this woman in front of him. From earlier he had gone around looking for Viola in the Capital City. Worrying about it, felt fear in his heart. Duke Cristin pulled Viola's arm into his arms. Closed his eyes, feeling the warmth.

"Where have you been? I'm worried about Viola," said Duke Cristin.

Duke Cristin pulled Viola's arm. He was looking for an inn because the weather did not allow him to go home.

While not far from there was a pair of eye figures looking towards them.