The Duke's Substitute Wife
The atmosphere together, a bitterness

Viola got up, he got off his bed, then crossed his hands while looking at Duke Cristin. "You see, my mother just doesn't want to be with me. What else am I." Viola headed towards Baroness Lilliana and held her hand.

"Well, you don't like it or you like it. I'll never divorce you Viola."

"Do you think that the way you married Vio made him happy? what if Abella comes back. Do you think this old woman will bless your relationship. Make her fate the same as her mother?" Laughter from his mouth came out. "As long as this woman is alive. I won't accept your marriage."

"What if I chose your daughter over Abella. God still gives me a chance, but Mom doesn't give me a chance."

"I am a man who never escaped sin. I am not a holy woman, so. My heart is not as holy as the goddess's heart."

Viola was just watching the small drama debate. He looked at the faces of the two men in turn. Strangely no, he let the two debate.

"Here you are, don't mind it. We came here to play. Don't ruin your mood."

"All right, let's get out. And one more thing, I've found Abella." Baroness Lilliana smiled cunningly. Marriage is legal. He would not let Viola live with him. Although he used to owe his life to Duke Cristin. For the sake of Viola's happiness, the debt of life meant nothing to him.

"Dear be prepared, this may be the first time you see it." Baroness Lilliana smiled obliquely.

"No way !" The fear was present in his heart. He lost, he should have found Abella first before Baroness Lilliana. He had planned it very carefully. By hiding Abella, he will not part with Viola.

"Where did you find him?"

"You still call me Mom, I think it's a tribute for the last time. Be a wise man. Ready to choose and ready to lose." Baroness Lilliana. He twisted his body in the Viola follow with his haughty face.

"Did Mom meet him?" ask Viola.

Baroness Lilliana hit Viola on the head with her fan. "Why didn't he fight back when he bullied you? do you think you'll answer yes?"Baroness Lilliana rolled her eyeballs upwards. "Don't follow in the footsteps of Mother Nak, in the duakan it hurts. Better to live alone, eat alone, sleep alone. Nothing is complicated."

It looks like Mama Viola is a lonely woman. The past could turn her into a bar-bar woman.

"Hey, hey, Mom. I'm his successor's wife, but that doesn't mean I'm begging for him."

"Good, at least you should make her cry blood." Baroness Lilliana sat under the tree wearing a pedestal.

"Mom, did you really find Abella?"

Baroness Lilliana stood up again, "Well, if you find her. I've dragged him forward to those two." Baroness Lilliana protested as she opened the fan and gave a cool breeze to the niche of her neck. "Mother lies, we as women should not submit to husbands if it is wrong."

"Vio, if Duke Cristin did choose you. Are you going to accept it?" asked Baroness Lilliana softly. He wants to speak from heart to heart. Not because of anger or hate.

"I just want to live free. Have wings, travel the world. I'm tired of being in that golden cage."

It seems that I must not tell him so that he does not feel burdened.

It was not as if their conversation had been long. Until the reddish clouds appear in the western horizon. The birds have returned to their nests. The two women returned to Aunt Emma's house not far from where they were. The mood that night was awkward. The atmosphere is together, but it has a bitterness. Duke Cristin glanced at Viola who was sitting beside Lilliana. Duke Arland even often glanced at Lilliana who only got a sharp look when she was caught looking at him.