
Liera lowered her head, she squeezed her clothes. If it can't be this way. He'll plead with Duke Rachid and Duchess Maya. This is the only thing he has to do. She'll go through the twists and turns for her husband. He realized, Viscount Elca had been treating him and his son so well. How could he forget something like that?
"I want to rest" Liera said. The waiter beside him pushed the wheelchair away from them.
Caroline and Duke Elios embrace Viscount Elca. Help her to be strong, "Honey, forget her."
Viscount Elca grew sobbing in her mother's arms. "Me, me."
The sadness of Viscount Elca made the two old men stand guard while looking at the painting in front of him. His face was smiling, giving off a million warmth. Her eyes were as beautiful as Elca, capable of bewitching the opposite sex. No wonder, if Viscount Elca had many girls chasing after him.
"Viscount Luis, I'm sorry. I failed to be a father to him. You can curse me, scold me. Because I'm the stupid one."
Caroline was sobbing in her arms. His heart was so broken and broken, as if it could not unite anymore. Better he be sick than his son. As soon as he doted on Viscount Luis until he breathed his last in his arms. He remembered that his tears fell when his eyes were closed.
Caroline hit Duke Elios in the chest, she couldn't remember. How he took care of Viscount Luis with all his heart.
Next day.
Michelia woke up with a fresh face, she was resigned to her life. Maybe this is the road to take. Save the taste for married men. Being a second wife, is impossible. He had a heart, he could not imagine Liera's pain.
"Miss, I've prepared warm water." Mery said behind the door.
Michelia smiled, she stepped towards the bathroom. A few minutes he soaked his body, inhaling the smell of citrus on the bathub. Releasing all the heavy thoughts in his head and innermost, releasing the weight in his heart.
Michelia came out of the bathtub, she grabbed the bathrobe and towel in the right corner of the bathtub. He came out while drying his hair with a towel.
"Yes, she looks fresh" said Mery. She helped Michelia to dress herself and wear a purple dress. Curly hair hanging in let unravel.
"Have Mom and Dad woken up?" ask Michelia.
"Lady, but Miss Liera met Duke Rachid and Duchess Maya."
"What?" yelled Michelia standing up. "Where are they?" michelia asked with a panicked face.
Michelia did not respond to Mery's words, she had to look for the whereabouts of her father and mother. If Michelia's telling us all, it's all ruined. He continued running regardless of the gazes of the servants who felt astonished looking at him.
Michelia circulated her gaze, looking for the figure of Liera. He had to stop it before it was too late. As he reached the backyard, he saw his father and mother sitting on a chair behind him. He breathed a sigh of relief, there was no Liera. He stepped towards her. But when he saw Liera in front of his parents. As his breathing stopped, he gaped to see Liera crying in front of his parents. Destroyed already, it looks like he's too late.
"A, dad." The two men turned their heads and Liera looked at him with tears streaming down.
Michelia stepped up, she looked at her parents who turned their faces away looking very shaky.
"It's not my fault, Dad. It's my fault, mother."
Duke Rachid massaged his temple, at first he was surprised to hear all Liera said. I can't believe, I can't believe. But he also felt confident, it was fitting that Michelia refused his betrothal with other nobles. She thought Michelia had no one in her heart.
"Dad,"
"Is everything Michelia's right?" Duke Rachid hardened his jaw. Not because she hated him, but because she felt Michelia would ruin people's marriages. Liera told him everything, her origin until she married Viscount Elca.
"Don't blame him Your Majesty." Liera shook her head. "The feeling has nothing wrong."
"The feeling is not wrong, but it is wrong." Shouted Duke Rachid.
"Michelia," he embraces his daughter's hands, shaking her body. "You see, because of you. Your mother is crying." Snap Duke Rachid.
"I promised you I'd never make your mother cry."
"Mother," Michelia crouched down, "I'm sorry. I promise anything I'll do."
Duchess Maya stood up, she still has not received all her reality. He did not hate his daughter, but he could not bear to see the woman in front of him pleading. Made Michelia his wife for her husband and willingly divorced. No, this is all wrong. Marriage is not a place for fun. Promise to God, not a joke. When a pair of people have promised, then inevitably they must complement each other.
"Speak with Viscount Elca. Your mother and father will talk to him and Viscount Elca's parents." Duchess Maya passed away at Duke Rachid. Leaving Michelia sobbing.