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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."





The Trial Love Series:

His Unforgiving Duchess.
His Arrogant Marchioness. (2024-2025)
His Cold Baroness. (Coming soon)

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The man who she wanted to run away from at all cost for the sake of her child's fate.

He was finally here for her and her son.

If it wasn't for the situation that she was in, Isla wouldn't be so glad for him to have appeared in her shop.

''No. You apparently don't need the filthy parts of your body that dared to come in contact with my wife.''

While waylen struggled to lift himself, he noticed the expensive-looking wine boots gradually coming towards his way.

Just as he was about to raise his gaze up to have a look at the unknown person in the flower shop, another wave of pain landed on his fingers.

''These fingers of yours are not worthy of touching my wife's skin.''

He finally found them (3)