Chapter 449
"You better not say another word to me in the following days... within what so concerns you... at the very least fake like you always do before others that you have three children that are in distress at this moment."
"You well know I-"
"Yes, I know it disgustingly well, woman!"
"..."
"You don’t and will never care for Marianne like you do for the other two children we have... Don’t say any bloody idiocy about this to me again. You better pray that the suspicions on those two you protect are false and that the daughter you so hate, Marianne is safe... For if I learn..." — Inhaling loudly at the wrath that wanted to be controlled, Orland’s mouth distorted with its threatening expression. — "If I learn that Paul or Theressa are involved in any sense in this matter... I’ll destroy any reputation you love about this sickening family to its roots."
"..."
"Nothing. Heed my words, Elenaide. Nothing will be left of it."
Giving his back to the woman who was too stunned to speak, Orland’s strides took him away from the displeasing company his wife had become. Nonetheless, his teeth gritted as strong as his heart clenched to the fear this situation could unfold in; ignoring how his pain had been noticed by the wife and been infected even if slightly, for a good relationship they had accomplished to recompose... although her reluctance for their oldest daughter remained.
The tears of the Duchess ultimately overflowed the reticent lids, making the eyes of some other noblewoman fall on her. Coming to her side intruding in the solitude she desired yet still acting fragile... Aware that something needed to be saved from this tragedy their family was into.
"Lady Elenaide..." — The women approached, wishing to comfort and learn with such act the Duchess would use for her own good.