The Duke's Substitute Wife
Your departure

Viola stuffed his clothes into the brown box. While Baroness Lilliana helped cover Viola's clothes beside her.

"Vio, don't you want to think about it?" baroness asked Lilliana feeling awkward. Looking at the Viola clothes he had folded, he recalled the incident.

"He saved you once, don't you want to think about it twice. Give him a chance."

"I'm not here, Mom." Viola locked onto the medium-sized box. He tidied the box up following Baroness Lilliana.

"Duchess, can't you think about it anymore." Duke Cristin followed in Viola's footsteps. The hope was only one, Viola changed his intentions. He promised to start all over again. Even though his mother cursed him.

"Vio, let's start from the beginning. Give me a chance, one chance. If I do it again it's up to you."

"Vio, I beg you. I was wrong, I should have said it from the beginning. Vio, I loved you from the beginning, but I couldn't pick a promise and love you. But now I understand, I beg you. I tried desperately to hold back my feelings. Makes you hate me, so I can erase my feelings. Honestly, I'm hard at doing it, Vio."

Duke Cristin directly hugged Viola from behind. Until that step stops. "I beg Vio, please don't go. You can scold me all you want. You can do anything."

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Viola retorted, "If you had said it a long time ago, my heart would not have hurt. It takes time to treat it." Ogre Viola, his heart really hurt. When she loved, she suddenly ignored him. It was as if Duke Cristin was extremely ruthless. His humiliation, what else Abella has returned. At least he should see the earnestness of Duke Cristin's heart. Sometimes a traitor will betray. Love will be lost by a promise in the past. He hasn't trusted him a hundred cents.

Between love and promise with a dead person is difficult.

"Let us calm our minds first, Your Highness Duke." Baroness Lilliana approached towards him.

"I ask for your blessing, Mother. Forgive all my mistakes,"

Baroness Lilliana did not say, she only saw Viola who was on her back. Finally Baroness Lilliana just patted her shoulder softly. As a sign of its reinforcement. Baroness Lilliana would not interfere whether Viola rejected her or not. Most importantly, Viola must first leave the Duke's residence.

"Think of the wise, Your Highness the Duke. The anatomy of promise and love you can't choose as you please."

"I've given up on her promise, think carefully about Viola. Maybe someday you won't be able to be with her."

Viola squinted his eyes, "I still remember what you said Brother. Just last time you said 'I shouldn't have given it to you'" Viola suppressed the word leaving Abella shaken and feeling guilty. His intention was only to bully Viola, but beyond belief it led to another misunderstanding.

"Vio, sister just .. "

"I don't want to use that excuse, but now let me go." Viola stepped his foot past the four people.

"My lady's coming." Flora and Mira said as they ran towards her carrying each of the boxes containing her clothes.

"Are you sure?" ask Viola.

The two maids nodded, "I entered into this residence with the madam. If the madam comes out, then I'll follow her."

"Together with my mistress." Mira chimed in.

"Alright, take care of the Duchess with your lives." Said Duke Cristin feeling choked. "I'll take you home when your mind is calm. I will visit you there often. Take care of yourself and your health." Said Duke Cristin again stepping his feet towards Viola. He pulled Viola's body, kissing her forehead so deeply letting the heart warm for a moment. I don't know what will happen today and forever to her seeing the passing of a loved one before her eyes. If he can choose, he better not see his departure.

"Viola, I love you. Whether you wait or not, I will definitely bring you back. Calm your mind." Duke Cristin smiled.

"Duchess Lilliana." The Duke of Arland stressed the Duchess' word, although the title has not been given to her.

"I'm the Baroness not the Duchess even though my husband is the Duke." Baroness Lilliana.

Tonight, the night of losing the most important person in their lives. Maybe it's karma for them. Even the night wind cheered, laughing at them. Their world is falling into pieces. The two men showed their fragility, holding onto her shattered chest and crying.