The Duke's Substitute Wife
Abella's wish on Duke Cristin

"That means I still have hope if she's not Viola. I don't need to love him. After all, she's just hitchhiking in my sister's body." Abella smiled, "I'm sure, Your Highness the Duke will divorce her. I have to see him tomorrow." Connect again.

While listening to Ferland's explanation, he was actually sad, but tucked a sense of happiness in his heart after listening to Viola was not the real Viola. As best as he could he should be able to get Duke Cristin back into his arms.

Abella laid her body down, the smile never disappeared from her face until it was buried.

To esokan day.

Abella woke up very early, she prepared a variety of favorite cakes Duke Cristin with her own hands. After he left his house, he learned to cook for himself and made Duke Cristin's favorite cake. And leave it for both parents

The cake basket was full, he walked to the front yard following one of the waiters. Arriving at Duke Cristin's residence. He got down from his chariot and entered the magnificent residence.

"Miss," said one of the maids saluting.

"Where is His Majesty?" ask Abella.

The waiter looked sad. "Your Majesty has locked up Miss and the lady has not returned." His word.

"I'll see him, and here's a cake for Your Majesty. You put this cake on the plate after that deliver it upstairs." Abella headed upstairs with a happy face. He knocked on Duke Cristin's door, but there was no reply. Proudly he turned the door handle.

"Your Majesty." He saw that the room had no light.

"I told you I didn't want to be disturbed." Snapped Duke Cristin.

Despite her fear, Abella kept looking for the voice. His feet went straight to the side of the bed. "Your Majesty." Abella. He immediately hugged the still helpless Duke Cristin. "Don't be like this, Your Majesty." Abella said in tears. He could not bear to see Duke Cristin.

"I lost it." Duke Cristin cried in Abella's arms.

"Everything has happened, Your Majesty. Let the sister calm down there." Abella smiled as she stroked Duke Cristin's cheek.

"Your Majesty must live well for the sake of Viola." He said while crying. He hugged Duke Cristin so tightly, and wished that Duke Cristin would no longer be sad.

"Your Majesty let me see His Majesty." Abella said with a warm look. Duke Cristin was silent, he did not understand Abella's intentions.

"Let me accompany His Majesty. Become a friend of His Majesty."

Echemes

The two men looked at. "Viola." Say them in unison.

"Sorry to interrupt the timing, I came here just permission to take something." Viola said with a forced smile. There was a strange taste in his heart when he saw those two exes.

Viola immediately left, leaving the two people still sculpting.

"Viola," call Duke Cristin to see Viola who's starting to move away. Viola headed to his room, looking for a box from the sale at his Restaurant.

Viola wrapped the box heard the red cloth. "Viola, where are you going?" duke Cristin asked holding Viola's right hand.

"I have to go, my place is not here. I'm not your Viola." Viola again tied the small box from end to end. Until the bond becomes two neatly arranged parts.

"You're a different Viola, but your body is still my Viola. Don't ever find a reason to get out of here."

"This body is the same but our souls are different."

"Don't look for a reason to run away Viola. I don't care, you're my Viola or not that obviously you're my wife." Duke Cristin said in anger. He felt annoyed when Viola said he was going to leave her, there was pain in his heart.

"Leave it Your Majesty. He's not our Viola." Timpal Abella with a dislike face.

"What did Abella say." Refute Viola.

"Let's stay here for a few days Viola. I'd like to see Viola longer, even though you're a different Viola. After it's up to you, I'll obey." Said Duke Cristin softly, then rushed off.

Abella caught a glimpse then caught up with Duke Cristin.