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His Unforgiving Duchess

"Isla." Staring at relief, regret, happiness and maybe....love, Isla could not believe the man at her front was her husband, even if his appearance had not changed since her escape from the Hayes Duchy. Compared to the indifference he clearly expressed during their five years of marriage, she wanted to laugh out loud, as she understood the reason for his disgusting emotions. "Duke, you finally decided to find me, after your wife's child was proven not to be yours?" Sarcasm laced her tone as painful memories resurfaced in Isla's head. Duke Hayes looked at his first wife, who gave him nothing but pure love in their marriage. However, he pursued another love with intentions and now he became the biggest fool. "Isla, I know I do not owe you an explanation, but please think of our child." he begged, desperately. He wanted her and the child back in his life. The child that links him to Isla, his one and only real wife. The person who loved him and he will do anything to bring back that love. "Our child or my child, Duke?" Isla sharply retorted. Then, with a blank stare, she warned icily. " Choose your words carefully, Dante." The Trial Love Series: His Unforgiving Duchess. His Arrogant Marchioness. (2024-2025) His Cold Baroness. (Coming soon) To be in touch with me: Instagram and tiktok username: b.sowunmi Join my Discord server: https://discord.gg/bkWcVw79cd DO NOT USE THE NOVEL COVER WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! Commissioned by r.voh.k on Instagram.

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Her Frustration (2)

''~Huuuu…'' Isla was very affirmative that this sigh was her tenth sigh. It wasn't a tired sigh, or a frustrated sigh. It was just a sigh. And the reason for the series of her sighs was the bearer of the stinging gaze on the side of her face.

Her stubborn ex-husband.

He was just like the disgusting waylen who did not understand when someone did not like them at all. No, waylen was arrogant and very prideful to accept her denials. Her ex-husband, on the other hand, ignored her words and kept sticking to her.

While she filled up the two baskets with flowers, her ex-husband just remained outside the fence and gazed at her. She didn't even feel his eyes shift from the side of her face once. It was a bit creepy to be stared at like that, but she did not do or say anything.