The Duke's Substitute Wife
Begged

"Ferland, forgive your sister. He still needs time."

Like a knife cutting through his heart. Now the hemispheres are gradually fused because of the sincerity of the woman in front of him. "No matter Mom, my sister's words are true. I'm not Mom's blood." Ferland. He held onto both hands of Baroness Lilliana.

"True, the mother's blood does not flow in your body, but I love you like my own son."

"Dad." Sapa Ferland who had just realized the existence of Duke Arland outside the door, looked at him with a sliver of a smile splattered on his face. Duke Arland approached the two and hugged Baroness Lilliana, while his hands nurtured Ferland's shoulders.

"Let's start over."

Words as soft as silk, the warmth of a speech is not able to make Baroness Lilliana change her mind. In the past, he wished the heartfelt words of Duke Arland, a sacred bond that had been tarnished with a grudge. Maybe he can start, clean the stain. But his heart and mind did not want to make another woman suffer on top of her happiness.

"I'm sorry this time I refused. I beg Your Majesty please understand." Reject Baroness Lilliana stepped to the side. Until Duke Arland's circle of hands on his waist came off.

"Mom don't worry,"

"The Duchess won't hurt you as long as there's me. You know, he loves you."

"Please, my words are round. I'll still choose to part."

The two men spoke a thousand languages. Tears both are piled up. He tried to convince his heart. But this time it still failed, is there perhaps no hope anymore?

"I'm sorry I disagree, I'd rather you stay here than you part with me." Ferland.

"Right, I'd rather you stay here. Than having to separate. Sorry, I won't say it again. You can have another husband when I'm lifeless."

"I'm tired of talking about it, I'll stick with my decision." Baroness Lilliana chose to leave, but her five footsteps stopped.

Baroness Lilliana didn't know how else to say it. Let his life destiny determine it. Now she's just focusing on Viola's life, making her happy, replacing the affection of a mother she once lost.

While the two legs were firm, continued to step, following the pair of legs in front of him. His hand, he moved it to touch Viola's arm. Until the little body stops. "Don't be like this Vio,"

"Deliver ! I want to part with you too. Till when? when should I beg you? If women were also in charge, I would have divorced you first."

But in reality the rules only say women are under men and consider women to be just weak creatures.

"Never say that again Vio," Duke Cristin pulled Viola's arm. Until the two chewy and red objects stick together. Viola rounded his eyes when something again made him feel electrocuted. "You are mine and forever mine." Viola looked at the hate, he threw one hand at Duke Cristin's face.

"What do you think I am, huh? you are selfish, Your Majesty. You just think about your feelings."

"Truely I did think about my feelings and I will never let go of you. I love you so much Viola." Duke Cristin dropped his body, he lowered his head in a position as if prostrating.

"I don't deserve it, but please give me a chance." Duke Cristin clasped Viola's hands together. As for Viola being petrified, he had not expected Duke Cristin to be famous to the entire Empire because of the aura emanating within his body. Now beg for him.

"What are you doing? stand." Viola looked around the garden. He felt uneasy seeing the servants and guards looking towards Duke Cristin with a look of pity.

Does she want to prove I'm a very cruel woman.

Viola let go of that burly hand, "Stand up, don't do anything silly anymore. I don't have time to serve you." Viola said to go.

"I'll stay here until you forgive me Viola." Shouted Duke Cristin.