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"Aqara! You're really outrageous!" Duke Geraldine cried out in anger, her voice booming, and all the guards there were terrified.
Good Lord! All this time I've been blind, I misjudged Adara and Adaire. If there had been no news of Adara's crime, I would have been blind forever.
Never had they heard Duke Geraldine's ever soft voice on her son, now she snapped at Adara in wrath. Adara looked down in fear, she was shocked to see her father who always pampered her with affection. He was staring at the wrath and the rock just snapped at him. Adara has been caught off guard, his evil deeds to Liliana can no longer be tolerated.
"Why father is pul-"
Plakkkk
Duke Geraldine slaps Adara to educate her daughter. She doesn't believe she has to hit her own son, something she's never done in her entire life.
"Dad! Dad slapped me?" Adara was heartbroken, her hand holding the cheek that had just been slapped by her father. Adara sees her husband, but the man is silent and does not defend her.
This time Adara has been very late, how can I marry a woman who has a bad temper like this? Arsen looks disappointed, sorry, has married Adara. Although Adara was the prettiest woman in the Istvan empire, but her bad heart was not as beautiful as her face and was instead inversely proportional.
"You're still Adara!" Duke Geraldine pointed to his daughter's face with index fingers, sharp and sarcastic. Adara was stunned and fixated because of her father's attitude. "Arsen, bring Liliana to treat! Bring the best healer, so that the wound does not leave a mark!" duke Geraldine's word to his son-in-law.
"Well dad," replied Arsen obediently. Arsen cupped Liliana's body with her two sturdy hands, "You're fine right?"
"Master Count, I. I'm very.."Liliana spoke in a stammering voice. His entire body was indeed painful due to the lashings from Adara. He had already made great sacrifices to attract the sympathy of everyone. Liliana looked at Adara with a satisfied smile.
Adara, you're wrong for challenging me. Now then woe to you!
"You don't talk anymore, I'll bring you back for treatment. Hold on," Arsen held onto the badly injured Liliana with a worried face.
"Thank you.lord count," Liliana still stole the opportunity to make the woman jealous, she wrapped her hands around Arsen's neck and hugged the man.
Adara was increasingly anxious to see it, again Adara lost to Liliana. Duke Geraldine began to judge all the sins of his son at that time.
Arsen immediately brought the injured Liliana back to the main mansion.
Not far from there...
The red-eyed man's heartache saw the woman he liked being in another man's arms. Especially after she found out that Liliana aka Adaire had been Arsen's wife in the past.
Does she still love her ex-husband? He even hugged the man tightly. No, I should be thinking why did you do all this just for revenge? Actually why?
"Your highness, let's meet Miss Liliana!" Adrian invites Max to meet Liliana.
"No need, there is already someone guarding him" Max said in a low voice mixed with anger.
"But your majesty" Adrian sees disappointment and sadness on Max's face that has never been seen before.
"Call the best healer to treat him" Max told his loyal bodyguard.
"Good noble," replied Adrian obediently. In her heart, she asked what happened to Max.
Max disappeared from there like he never existed. Max returned to his room feeling sad and upset. While Arsen was laying Liliana on a soft bed, he called a healer to treat Liliana's wounds. Now the girl was unconscious with a body full of sweat.
"God! Adara! What are you doing?" muttered Arsen while sighing to see Liliana was getting treatment from the healer. "Tabib! Please treat Miss Liliana, do everything you can to make her feel better!" arsen said to the physician.
Shortly thereafter, Adrian arrives with Almoore. The best healer he knew to treat Liliana. "Mr Count apologizes for my carelessness, but I brought a healer to treat Ms. Liliana's wounds" Adrian said.
"It's okay, the more people who treat it, the better." Arsen doesn't mind Adrian taking Almoore there.
"Greetings mr count, I'm Almoore Del Piero.." Almoore bowed half his body while saluting Arsen.
"Yes, please help. He has to heal" said Arsen, looking at Liliana, who was still unconscious, with her body trembling in pain.
Liliana must be in a lot of pain. Arsen looked at Liliana worriedly.
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In a small house, like a hut. It was seen Liliana and a middle-aged man were in the house. The items in his house look empty, there are only beds, chairs and tables. There's nothing else.
"Dad, this is the food.." Liliana handed a simple food-filled plate to the middle-aged man whom she had summoned as father.
Prangs!
The man threw the plate with anger, until it broke and fell to the floor. "You're a useless child! Did you work there just to get food like this?" the middle-aged man snapped at Liliana, grabbing her daughter's hair.
"Ack! Dad, sick! I beg you to let me go, Dad.." Liliana groaned in pain, but the father did not want to let go of his hand that pulled the girl's hair.
"You'd better work in a brothel just let your salary be great! Good thing you can replace the money I've spent to take care of you all along!" The middle-aged man pulled Liliana's hair even harder. He looked at his daughter without the slightest pity, even though his daughter was moaning in pain.
"No dad! I'm not gonna do that! I don't want to sell my pride for money" Liliana said, pleading with her father to let her go.
Plakkkkp!
Buk up!
The man who was called father by the figure of the red-haired beautiful woman, slapped, hit, even kicked himself violently. The girl fell to the ground with a battered face.
"Ah. what a pity, your pretty face is battered. Quickly treat your wound and dress up beautiful, people will come to see you." The father sighed in annoyance at the corner of Liliana's injured lips.
"Whose people are you?"asked Liliana while standing up straight.
"Ti-no, you better treat your wounds and dress up pretty. I'll take you for a walk" the man said with a smile. It was as if his attitude had changed 180 degrees from before.
"Walk?" Liliana looked at her father in confusion.
"Oh yeah, I bought you a dress too. The dress is in your room, you better wear it. If you don't wear it, I won't forgive you. You're a filial son, aren't you?" The man held onto Liliana's hand, his eyes staring intently at his son.
"I-iya father," Liliana replied in a trembling voice. He looked at his father suspiciously.
"Good son, go to your room quickly." said the father with a gentle fake smile.
Liliana walked into the room with puzzled steps. His hands clenched in agitation, he closed the door of the room. She saw a beautiful dress that looked open on her wooden bed.
"Why did you tell me to wear this dress?" ask Liliana confused.
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