
"Take me off." Baroness Lilliana pulled her hand violently.
"Well, you have legs. Then go inside. I don't have to bother dragging you. Inside, I'll tell you the truth." Duchess Eliana relieved her feet from entering her house.
What truth is
"You know why His Majesty the Duke hates you."
"Where do I know, no one explains it." Ketus Lilliana's.
Duchess Eliana sighed, Lilliana had completely changed. Every answer must be ketus, cold sometimes sharp.
"Good."
"That night when the rain was pouring down on the city. The streets are deserted. I came home from aunt's shop. When the train is running. I accidentally heard a noise. Your father and Duke Arland's father. They had a big fight. My eyes and ears were very clear about the incident. At that time, Duke Arland's father asked you to be betrothed to you. But your father refused, because he knew you would be betrothed to the Viscount. A middle-aged man. Your mother begged Duke Arland's father to force you to abandon his intentions."
"Of course, I listened because of a twisted debt to the Viscount. Duke Arland's father insisted on helping your father. You know what happened, it turns out your father harbored hatred for Duke Arland's father. Your father likes Duke Arland's mother. All this time your father approached Duke Arland's father just wanting to get closer to his wife. I'm not wrong to say your father's a bastard. Because that's the truth. A friendship with a veiled intent."
"It happened, so fresh blood came out of Duke Arland's father's stomach right in front of my eyes. Your mother, Duke Arland's mother, I, Duke Arland saw all of that. And that night Duke Arland saw me too. Ever since that incident, I came into the life of Duke Arland, accompanying his day of adversity. Duke Arland wants to do justice, but his mother doesn't take revenge on your mother and you. He still remembers your friendship, even if the person they care about has to leave behind a deep sorrow."
"Your marriage is just because politics are all lies. Duke Arland wants to avenge his father's death."
"Then now who should be blamed?"
Baroness Lilliana held the back of the sofa on the side to avoid falling over. It turns out that all this time a mystery was revealed. There was guilt in his heart, but he thought it was enough with his suffering all along.
"Okay, I'm sorry." Baroness Lilliana clenched her hands together pleading with someone not far from there. That person was Duke Arland and Ferland who had just arrived. "I think my suffering is enough to make up for my father's mistakes."
"Duchess Eliana." Shouted Duke Arland.
"Can you wake up Duke Arland's father?" the snarled Duchess Eliana paid no attention to that gaze.
"Lilli, take the knife off." Duke Arland is closing in.
"Don't come any closer," he made the move stop.
"Mrs." Ferland gulped his saliva with great difficulty.
"Lilli, let go."
"Your Royal Highness Duke Arland, I Baroness Lilliana apologized for my father's mistake, but don't forget one thing. You gave your revenge to me and my daughter who knew nothing and had nothing to do with the murder. Do you think by revealing this truth? I blame myself just because I have a blood relationship. Very sad, not sweet your game. Won't take away my hatred for you Duke Arland."
"Mrs think Viola." Ferland glanced at Duke Arland. Understand the code given by his son.
Duke Arland swiftly ran over as Lilliana's eyes fell on Ferland. He took the knife with his right hand. While his left hand hit the nape of Baroness Lilliana until the woman was unconscious. Duke Arland grabbed his body, he stared intently at Duchess Eliana.
"I didn't tell you to tell everything. I'll tell you everything myself. But today, you want to make him lose his life. You crossed the Duchess line." That sharp look was never seen by Duchess Eliana. He looked down, he was wrong not to interfere.
"Other times, keep your attitude. I made you a wife, not to pamper yourself. I hate someone who meddles with my business." Duke Arland carried his body.
"What do I mean to you?"
"It's just a wife." Duke Arland stopped his footsteps without turning his head.
While at the Duke's residence. Viola planned to run away the night before. He was afraid something might happen to his mother because he had a feeling something was going to happen.
That cowardly man locked me up here. Even crying blood, I will still choose to divorce.
#Sorry this novel I specialise in mulu conflict. After this I want a hiatus from NT