The Duke's Substitute Wife
Convincingly

"But I don't want a divorce from you," Duke Arland kept his cool reassuring Baroness Lilliana.

Really, she's my inner husband Baroness Lilliana looking at the fragile man in front of her.

Baroness Lilliana was moved to see Duke Arland. All his life, he had never seen Duke Arland beg to tears.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I can't go with you." This time Baroness Lilliana grabbed the hand of Duke Arland. "Let me and Viola stay here."

"Lilliana this time I begged you." Duke Arland crouched down, he stared fixedly at the two female eyes in front of him. "I beg you."

"Thank you Your Majesty. But for now. Leave it like this, if Your Majesty can't divorce me. But I hope Your Majesty divorces me, the sooner the better."

"I'm sorry, I can't divorce you." Duke Arland turned his face away. He stood up again, the grip began to fall off. Duke Arland quickly grabbed the hands of Baroness Lilliana.

"That's it, Your Majesty should just rest." Said Baroness Lilliana who wanted to dodge. He has no intention of continuing his conversation.

"Mother," exclaimed Viola as he shortened and leaned his back against a sturdy pole lined with yellow tulips.

"Yes dear," Baroness Lilliana was grateful, Viola came just in time. He let go of her hand, then walked over to Viola.

"Mom rest better, the night breeze is not good for Mom's health." Viola glanced at Duke Arland with a dislike glance. Viola grabbed onto Baroness Lilliana's arm, holding onto her. The Duke of Arland.

Baroness Lilliana hinted at Mira to deliver her to a room dedicated to guests.

Duke Arland followed Mira's footsteps. He entered a room. Look at the whole room. Blue bed nets. The walls are white while the ceiling of the room is blue. And the blue sofa. Duke Arland sat on that soft bed. He dropped his body while crossing both arms as a cushion. His second wife's favorite color has not changed. Almost her dress was blue like a bright bluish sky.

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The sturdy door was wide open, a woman entered with sleeping clothes on her hands. He walked down to the bed without noticing himself.

"Your Majesty is your nightgown." The woman put down a gray-colored outfit with a white city-box.

The woman turned around and instantly covered her face with both hands. "Sorry Your Majesty I did not accidentally." Baroness Lilliana instantly turned her body around with a face as red as a tomato and ran out enduring the embarrassment.

Duke Arland just looked at him chuckling, he closed the door of his room. Then head towards the clothes. Duke Arland felt the clothes, how beautiful, if the story of the household as it was now. He imagined Baroness Lilliana preparing her evening attire, preparing dinner, telling her to dinner. Serving her at all times, being with her at all times. Yeah, the whole family only has her and Viola. Duke Arland sat down, leaning his head against the side of the bed. Those tears are going down freefall. Her shadow hurt her heart.

"Lilli, do I really have to give up?" Duke Arland sobbed. "I'm sorry, God why should I be the one you choose."

Duke Arland wiped away his tears after he was content to let out a tightness in his heart. He put on the clothes and left his room. The night was getting late, he looked for his second wife's room. After asking one of the maids and delivering himself to one of the rooms upstairs. The servant was about to enter, saying that he was looking for the master.

"No need, I'll say it myself." Said Duke Arland directly in without listening to the servant's words.

Duke Arland looked up at the bed, He saw his second wife sleeping soundly and peacefully. Baroness Lilliana pulled her blanket up to her chest. Feeling the night wind that began to cool his body.

Duke Arland looked towards the window that was not closed, the blue curtain was waving. "Is every night like this? you're careless." Duke Arland addressed his blanket, then laid his body beside Baroness Lilliana. His burly hand hugged Baroness Lilliana from behind. Duke Arland felt a warmth in his heart, he took a quick look and kissed his forehead.

"Good night."

Leave it like this, I really hope that time stops her mind while closing her beautiful eyes.