
"Miss, wait."
The woman stopped her footsteps. His body trembled, he could not face to face with those who had long disappeared. The woman pulled her head robe. Until Armand who saw it felt strange at once Mira who felt that there was something on the woman in front of him.
"Let me deliver Miss?" bargain Armand.
"Ti-no need." she answered nervously, then rushed away. Armand turned around, he reported to Duke Cristin. While Mira raised her eyebrows, looking at a handkerchief that fell. Mira also took a handkerchief that was only a few steps away. He was about to call back, but the woman in front of him had already disappeared.
"Here you go, I'll give it back if I see you again." Mira muttered putting the handkerchief in her pocket.
While on the other side.
Baroness Lilliana saw her daughter's quarrel with Duke Cristin from the second floor. At first he only wanted to see the crowd of the Capital City. It was just that he felt awkward with the woman in front of him. But he only felt that the woman in front of him was just scared.
Baroness Liliana stepped out of her boutique, not forgetting she used her fan as her face cover. He did not want to be careless, afraid that anyone would recognize him.
Baroness Liliana was followed by her servant looking at the sight of the passing person. There was a longing in his heart. In the past, he often shop alone without being accompanied by servants. The servants of the Duke residence also underestimated its existence. No one wanted to serve him except for Flora who was young and innocent at the time. But just a few months, she had already left little Viola to her.
Remembering all the journey of his life, his heart was so sick. He wanted to take revenge on his uncle. But considering his efforts both his parents are now in the hands of his Uncle. He just resigned and did not want to be involved anymore. At that moment, he could not blame his Uncle. This is a political marriage, a marriage that is only mutually beneficial.
Baroness Liliana held back her tears. He doesn't want to be late in the past. The more he remembered, the more he felt a tightness. He remembered Eliana's kindness. The woman never scolded him or took revenge. He always said patience to face the cruelty of Duke Arland and his son.
"Curvy, nauseating. I really hate that guy."
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"I'm sorry I didn't mean it." Said the woman. Baroness Liliana's reflex opens her fan. He helped the woman pick up some fallen tomatoes.
"Lilly." Wiry of that woman.
Baroness Liliana retreated her footsteps.
He could not face the woman in front of him. He turned and ran away in a hurry.
"Lilli," he shouted as he followed the footsteps of Baroness Lilliana. Occasionally Baroness Lilliana looked back and subconsciously she bumped into someone.
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"Oh," Lilliana slightly staggered back. He held his throbbing forehead. He didn't think he was hitting people, but a wall. Feeling the pain, how strong his body was.
"Can you see no, can't you see clearly? this man is not a statue." Disappointed. He's looking up his face.
"Astagah !" And again he must be faced with the wrong person in his life. It was only a few minutes ago that she passed her wife and now she has to cross paths with her husband. More precisely, including her husband. His breath was hunting, love was then, but now it was just a fire in his heart. He stared intently at the man. Clenched his hands and immediately turned his body to the left.
"Lilly." Baroness Lilliana closed her eyes. Enough, no more escapes. He has to solve his problem. He turned his body.
"Sorry Brother, I don't time to talk to you." Said Baroness Lilliana, she wanted to continue her footsteps again. But the heavy sound stopped him.
"Wait,"
"There's nothing more to talk about. And yes, I and my daughter Viola have agreed to leave your lives. I'll take him away and just assume this meeting doesn't exist." Lilliana said in a cold tone.