Wife Contract Emperor Brutal
Bonchap
"Pardon us Duchess for interrupting the Duchess's time. We just came here to ask the Duke and Duchess for permission." Hilda. Now the call of the Princess is no longer held by Princess Maya. And now her title has changed to that of a Duchess.
Princess Maya nods because she understands Hilda wants to say goodbye to her husband. There was no harm in her husband meeting Hilda and Aunt Diane for the last time.
"Well, we better have breakfast first." Princess Maya.
"Honey," cried Duke Rachid calling as he descended from the stairs. "Oh you guys, what are you coming here for?" ask Duke Rachid flat.
"Honey," Distrusted Duchess Maya who did not want there to be a commotion in the morning.
"Hais, okay. Whatever you want as long as you don't try to hurt my wife." Duke Rachid embraces Duchess Maya's waist.
The two women just put on forced smiles. The heart that was once warmed is now turning into a sore. It will not be easy for him to forget memories for the sake of memories with the people he loves. Now it was time to let go of the man who was once his first love. Happiness is more than anything.
The two women continued to follow the pair of two human legs. Aunt Diane clasped Hilda's hand so she could see her more strongly and accepted it with a chest of air.
The two women sat side by side. Duchess Maya takes over the bread on Duke Rachid's plate, then polishes it with cheese jam. The attention did not escape the pair of eyes that began to pool. Had she been there, wouldn't she have been a lucky woman.
Aaaaa
Duke Rachid opened his mouth, Duchess Maya smiled she knew Duke Rachid wanted to be in a bribe. And so his hand, will by itself serve the husband.
"Nob."
"Here, eat. It's not good to see them." Princess Maya said as she shook her head.
"That's okay Duchess. We didn't see anything." Ujat Hilda with a heart that began to billow.
Duchess Maya sighed, treating Duke Rachid like a child. Feed him with tenderness. After finishing breakfast, the two women made their point. Duke Rachid did not show a sad expression or anything instead he only considered the words of the two women in front of him only the wind and then disappeared without a trace.
The two women also paid their respects the last time. It felt so heavy stepping out of the residence. And this is the last time they'll ever see each other. I don't know when else fate will bring them back together by living each other's lives.
One Year Later ...
Duke Rachid pacing back and forth in front of his room. Waiter Mery and other servants often go in and out replacing the clear water which then becomes red. The cold sweat splashed on Duke Rachid's forehead. He felt pain listening to the screams of his struggling wife giving birth to his baby. And now she doesn't want to have another child is enough. He could not bear to listen and see the wife who cried out in pain. Duke Rachid wiped his tears, "Lord, leave me pain not my wife." Duke Rachid again wiped away the tears that had dripped out of his beautiful petals. Suddenly there were feet running towards him.
"How's it?" ask Empress Anastasya. He could see how scared Duke Rachid was.
"Calm down, my daughter is a strong woman. He'll be safe." Emperor Alex's timid look at Duke Rachid. She had also felt a dilemma when Anastasya gave birth. Even he could not help his embarrassment, so he cried while listening to his screams.
"Dad." Greet Princess Viola.
"Why did you come here? who's guarding the Prince?" ask Empress Anastasya. It could be that her daughter and daughter-in-law left the Prince in the palace that only the Knight Arnod guarded.
"Can't you wait in the palace." Screaming Emperor Alex, he was worried for his granddaughter.
"I'm just worried about Dad's sister." Princess Viola said.
"This one." Consort of Anastasya. Though earlier he did not say he would come out because he did not want Princess Viola to worry and follow him to the Duke's house.
A few seconds later, the sound of a baby sounded. Duke Rachid directly entered his room. He looked towards the tiny baby that was carried by Mery's servant. He turned to look towards the bed, approaching the crying woman staring at him.