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"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."





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His Unforgiving Duchess

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After their moments, Damien finally left for his school and Isla sighed in melancholy as she missed her bundle of joy.

''I have to see Lance today.'' She murmured as she took notes of the flowers that had finished in the shop.

Just like she wished and planned for years ago, she fulfilled that desire and now she owned a small land that was just for her flowers.

However, getting the money for the land was not easy. Since the empress settled almost everything she needed to live in the village, she hid the pieces of jewelry for emergency use only and worked for the money that she needed for the land.

It was not easy and enjoyable. Her son was a baby and she, as a former noble, was not used to hard labor. Everything was new to her. Nevertheless, as a person with a modern first life, she knew just how much parents worked to provide money for their children's education.

Her new life