The Duke's Substitute Wife
The Grief of Duke Cristin

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The clenched finger with a shiny white nail was knocking on the table. Every now and then the finger stopped and continued its beat.

"Vio, man,"

The woman turned towards the door, her face crumpled like clothes that had not been ironed. He was lazy with the very complicated Viola story.

"What's wrong with you?" baroness asked Lilliana to pull Viola's chin. "What's wrong with you?"

Viola squinted his eyes, "I'm lazy Mother, those three people are preventing me from leaving. I can't even stand to see Eliana's mother cry."

Baroness Lilliana gently rubbed her head. "He loves you very much, Vio, but we don't have to be thorns in their household. Maybe by parting ways, everyone will be happy." Lilliana smiled. That pain and pain is what he feels right now.

"Mrs, outside the Marquess lord wants to meet the madam." Said a waiter.

"Let him in." Viola replied, asking for her mother's approval.

Marquess Ramon entered, surprised to see a woman who had long disappeared. He was suddenly in front of his eyes with a warm smile. It was the woman who always advised him. Sometimes spend time with him. "Mother" the tears flowed. The woman she had known since Viola thought of her as a mother. It was from the woman's hand that she felt the affection of a mother. Since childhood, both of his parents have died. Loneliness always haunts him, but the presence of the woman changes everything.

"Marquess."

Marquess Ramon approached, she wanted to hug the woman in front of her. Her lips trembled withstanding her sobbing.

"Come here."

"Mother," Marquess Ramon hugged Baroness Lilliana so heavily.

"How are you?" asked Baroness Lilliana to let go of her embrace.

"I'm good Mom, why did you leave without saying goodbye? I've been looking for you all this time, ma'am." Marquess Ramon stopped her crying.

"I'm sorry, dear Mother." Baroness Lilliana invited him to sit on the sofa. Viola followed the two people by sitting on the sofa.

"It just so happens that there's something I want to talk to Mom and you, Vio." Marquess Ramon said with a serious face.

"I found Miss Abella."

Instantly the two women in front of him rounded his eyes. The two women looked at each other and turned back towards Marquess Ramon. "Really," they said in unison.

"Yes, I met him and came straight here. Actually he's here. We're just waiting for their arrival to Duke Arland's residence."

"Thank you, Marquess Ramon. You helped us find her." There was a sense of happiness in the hearts of Viola and Baroness Lilliana. This is what they've been waiting for all this time.

"I want to meet Abella." Viola smiled. The longing in his heart was piling up. He doesn't care about his marriage. In the end, they will also be separated.

"Sorry madam interjected, I also want to report. His Highness the Duke looked panicked when I showed him a handkerchief" Mira said.

"Handshake,"

"Right madam, even His Highness Duke asked where the handkerchief was from. I think the woman who hit her yesterday was Miss Abella." Mira recalled how trembling the woman's body was.

"Why didn't I realize it." Complain Viola. Prayer condemns his own stupidity. He should have responded quickly. Realizing Abella's whereabouts are right in her eyes.

"That means His Highness the Duke is on the move right now. Seeking her whereabouts."

"We'd better party to celebrate this happiness." Viola.

The three of them were partying until night. Viola felt a seven-round dizziness in his head. While on the train, his stomach was very nauseous, so happy he finished three bottles of Wine. Viola is assisted by Mira and Flora, both women who have Viola's body.

"Where have you been?" ask the man with a face of anger. He just realized Viola hasn't been home till night. Ever since that handkerchief, his mind was haunted by indecision.

"Who the hell, brisik knows." Viola. He opened his eyes that felt heavy.

"Huh, Your Highness the Duke." Viola smiled, he stepped his feet towards Duke Cristin with slow steps.

"Vio," Duke Cristin prevented the body from falling to the floor.

"What happened to you?" duke Cristin asked worriedly. Just this time he saw Viola was drunk.

"Ck," Viola pushed Duke Cristin's body. "You know, my brother's back and I'm free from here. Ah, I can't wait to enjoy this vast world." Viola said in circles.

"Vio," cried Duke Cristin to reach out.

"Wait, don't touch me." Viola retreated his footsteps by giving a stop code through his right hand.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? you know I'm partying to celebrate my happiness. My brother's back and I'll be free."

Duke Cristin ignored his chatter. He grabbed Viola's body, carrying it on his right shoulder. Viola's legs thrashed while his hands hit Duke Cristin's back.

Despite the distress, Duke Cristin climbed the stairs to his room. He laid Viola's body down gently. Unknowingly, Viola grabbed something on the nightstand and directly smacked into Duke Cristin's forehead.

"Don't touch me." With a look of hate.

Duke Cristin grabbed his forehead. He looked at his finger with blood.

"Are you sick?" Viola chuckled. He let out his frustration.

"No, now you sleep. No one is sick." Duke Cristin pulled his blanket over Viola's body to his chest. Viola closed his eyes which felt heavy.

While Duke Cristin was crying, sobbing for the sake of stuffing it out of his mouth. "Viola, at first if I hurt you. The taste will disappear, but unfortunately the taste is increasing. Vio, I'm sorry. I honestly love you very much. If I hadn't chosen to marry you, it wouldn't have been like this. The first time I married you, I was happy Vio. When we say a sacred promise there is only sadness in your eyes. I'm trying to make you love me, but what? you are not happy. You just think about that bastard. You never saw me Vio. When you are with me, you bow your head. As if you were afraid, that's what I hate about you Vio. Obviously you saw me in front of you, but you didn't turn your head in the least. I didn't need your attention all this time."

"Your attention only shows me as your brother, but not your husband. I lack what Vio? so that you can love me like you love her." Shouted Duke Cristin. But his cry will not be heard by Viola who only slept in his dreams.