The Duke's Substitute Wife
No Merestui

And in the end Baroness Lilliana came along. It was not that he wanted to get close to the Duke Arland family, but that he wanted to straighten out Abella's reappearance plan. After weaving, he agreed to come along. More precisely, he also missed Aunt Emma. He chose to sit with Viola on the grounds of spending time together. Duke Arland rejected her because he was afraid that the two women would run away.

By gaining the confidence of the Duchess Eliana. The Duke of Arland agreed on the condition that the chariot be in front of his chariot.

"Mother, have you met Marquess Ramon."

"Yet, I want to straighten this out. I think I want to drag Abella."

The two women put on a matted face and leaned against the back of the car. It doesn't feel like their trip took 3 hours. And finally they came to a vast meadow. In the middle of the meadow there is a house used to use wood as its walls, two floors. The house was surrounded by stables of horses, pigs and chickens.

"Sister, Vio. Come on." Take Duchess Eliana with a smile.

Every step of their foot was adorned by the wind. The tall grass was swaying in the wind. Viola looked left right. Although a breeder, the environment is very clean there is no dirt from animals in the slightest.

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Duke Arland knocked on that ordinary woody door.

Just a few minutes. The door opened, and the middle-aged woman hugged Duke Arland.

With tears. He could not believe the family was coming to him with his son-in-law and daughter.

"You haven't been here in a long time." His gaze turned towards Lilliana. He was shocked, Lilliana returned to the Duke's residence. She was sad to hear Eliana's story. But now, it seems like something good is going to happen.

"Liliana," Aunt Emma releases her arms from Duchess Eliana after hugging Duke Arland. He missed that innocent girl. He researched the appearance of Lilliana who seemed to turn into a foreign woman.

"You're back." Sluggishly. "Your happy aunt is back Lilliana."

His eyes turned towards Viola. "And this is my grandson." Aunt Emma hugged Viola. After that they went into the living room and sat there.

"Auntie's glad you're back Lilli."

Lilliana smiled wryly, "I'm not back Auntie. I asked permission to leave."

"What do you mean?" squealing Aunt Emma.

"I just wanted to pick up Viola, Auntie. I'm sure Abella will be found soon. I don't want my daughter to be a second wife. Enough of that shit." Sindir Liliana's.

"You'd better solve this problem as soon as you can." Said Aunt Emma. She was saddened by the Duke Arland household. A very complicated family, that was how he had thought all along.

"Stop, we're here to take Viola on vacation." Duke Arland stared intently at Lilliana who was only grunted by him.

"All right, you better get some rest." Duchess Viola and Duke Cristin will sleep in the first room. Come with Auntie."

"And the rest .. " Aunt Emma did not continue her words. He was confused as to what to say.

"I'll sleep outside Auntie." Duke Arland. He'll let Eliana and Lilliana sleep together.

"Sorry, this house is so simple it doesn't accommodate many rooms."

Arriving in her room Viola dropped her body onto the white padded mattress. "Do you like this place?" duke Cristin asked as he sat on the edge of the bed while rubbing Viola's head.

"I'm not a kid, don't be like this." Viola brushed off his burly hand and glanced towards Duke Cristin's forehead. "What about your wounds? about the wound I'm sorry. I'm not conscious."

"It's okay just a small wound. Anyway I deserve it. Next time don't get drunk, what if something happens to you?"

Viola looked back at the ceiling. He let Duke Cristin smile. "If my brother comes back? what are you gonna do?"

"I'll keep you, for me marriage is only one time in my lifetime. Right I have a lot of faults with you. Then give me a second chance, Viola."

"No way, I as Viola's mother won't approve of your relationship." Snapped Lilliana who appeared behind the door. "I will not approve of you. Viola will stay out of Duke Cristin's residence." Connect again.