
Duke Cristin immediately pulled the handkerchief from Mira's hand. He unfolded the handkerchief and wrote the name C on the right corner. Duke Cristin recalled, when he accidentally saw Abella sitting in a garden while knitting. Out of curiosity he approached her looking at the letter C and inquired.
That's what Duke Cristin can't afford to lie to him. Seeing the sincerity in Abella's eyes, the girl made a handkerchief with her first name letters, but now that everything had changed, then what should she do?
Seeking Abella or defending Viola.
"Where did you get it?" duke Cristin asked as he squeezed the handkerchief, which had been stained from his clothes.
"I just found him sir, at the time the madam accidentally bumped into someone. And that guy dropped that handkerchief.
Duke Cristin massaged his temple, meaning that night, so the person nearby was Abella, then why did everyone he told him to look for him not find him. He should investigate. Is it true she's Abella or someone else.
While Mira was feeling strange, she saw that shocked face and Duke Cristin's indecision. He should have told his master.
"This handkerchief I'll take." Said Duke Cristin without listening to Mira's servant's reply.
Duke Cristin headed to his study followed by his knight.
"Armand, you better investigate and add the guards secretly. It seems that Miss Abella is here.
"Okay sir" said Armand, leaving Duke Cristin.
Duke Cristin looked towards the handkerchief he had placed on his desk. He was pacing around with chaotic thoughts. Those two women are his responsibility. The other is his wife and the other is his ex-fiancee or the responsibility of his mother.
If he had chosen one of them, it would have been one of them to leave. Which one should she choose, Viola or Abella. Should she be honest with Abella? his mind ruffled his hair. Before he made sure the woman was Abella. He's not going to tell Duke Cristin and Duchess Eliana. For a moment Duke Cristin forgot the three people who convinced Viola downstairs.
The three men were not desperate. Duke Arland and Duchess Eliana convince Viola to stay. Ferland also slightly chimed in the words of his parents even with a rather sticky impression.
"What didn't say who my mother was? Duchess Eliana is my mother, but I will stay with my mother."
"Mother won't forbid you to stay with your biological mother, but don't leave the Duke's residence. I'll take your mother back to the Duke's residence." Duchess Eliana said in tears.
Viola lowered his head, he had wanted to leave this residence. Eliminates his sense of boredom. But these three people still did not come home and prevented him from going out. He liked it, and finally spoke again.
"Vio, don't want to talk about it. Vio stays on Vio's decision."
"Viola, don't you feel sorry for your mother crying like that?" snapped the Duke of Arland who could not stand the Viola's establishment anymore. He had been patient with Viola since then.
"Don't bring up a word like that" Viola chanted. Every word that came out of Duke Arland's mouth. She always remembered her mother's cries. Duchess Eliana's cry was not as painful as Mother's.
"Right, where's your heart for Mom. He's already..."
"I told you never to bring up feelings." Viola stood up, his feelings were very sensitive. The words that each emerged from their mouths reminded all of their treatment of the Mother.
"Vio," Duke Arland snapped in a high tone.
"What do the Duke and Lord Ferland know? every word you say always reminds me of your mother's treatment." Viola said as she cried, her heart ached to see the tears that came out of her eyes every time. Crying does not mean weakness. He only said that someday he should not be weak in matters of feeling.
Viola left those three people who were silent unable to make him say anything.
While in the city.
A man was watching a woman making a payment at a fruit store. The man could not turn his face away. He was sure what he saw was Abella.