Night of the Abandoned Duchess

at some point, Albert climbed onto Kyle’s body and started punching his fists.

A loud ‘Puck!’ sounded, and Kyle’s head turned in an instant.
However, instead of wiping the blood or withdrawing, he pushed Albert and, this time, started punching him instead.
The sound was louder than before, and it rang several times.

As if they were even children, Rosalind screamed, wondering what this is.

“Stop it!”

Eventually, Rosalind intervened.
She intercepted Kyle as though she was protecting Albert, who was lying beneath him.

When she blocked it, his fists stopped as if he had been frozen.

Kyle was still exhaling his breath as if he was still not calming down.
Rosalind gazed straight at him and said.

“What are you doing now?”

It was impossible to fight Albert, who was invited as a guest.

“Why are you doing this?”

She scolded Kyle fiercely.
Nevertheless, his gaze was not on Rosalind, but on Albert.

“Are you going to leave a woman with her own child? Why did you come back now?”

As though his anger did not subside, he glared at Albert coldly.
His eyes gleamed with murderous energy, though Albert was more calm than she had expected, wiping the blood from his lips.

“If you have a child, you have to take responsibility.
Isn’t it?”

Take responsibility…

His eyes were staring straight at Albert without a single tremor.

Even though she didn’t show it, Rosalind was a little surprised.
Normally, he wasn’t the kind of person who showed his emotions in this way.
Even when sarcastic or rude, he never expressed his feelings directly in this way.

It was a different kind of ferocity than the usual feeling of leisure or intimidation.
She glanced at Kyle in the most calm voice possible and spoke.

“It’s funny that you talk about responsibility.”

The sound of the voice was dry without any fuss.

…Responsibility?

Their married life together was a minimal obligation.
Even he couldn’t even fulfill that duty in the end.
He was the one who broke even the sacred oath and duty of being one to each other.
So, how could he say that, when his friendly back with Olivia was still so vividly etched in her memory…?

“I don’t know who is blaming whom.”

She spoke in a voice that sounded like ridicule before she hurriedly turned to Albert and asked.

“Are you all right? Are you hurt?”

She looked carefully at his face.
His beautiful face was smeared with wounds fiercely.

While he was embarrassed when he first introduced himself as Leo’s father, she quickly realized that it was because she had told him that she was ‘afraid of being caught’ by her husband.
She didn’t know what to do, as if he was hurt because of her, and Albert smiled playfully as if trying to ease her worries.

“I’ve heard rumors that Duke is not only good at academics but also at his strength, but this is how I’m going to confirm that it’s true.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yes.
I am fine.”

“You should get some treatment first.
I’m going to get a doctor right now…”

As Rosalind panicked and lost her mind, Albert replied it was okay, and he grabbed her wrist gently.

While she stared at him as if she still had a worried face, Kyle was staring at her.

Rosalind and Albert looked at each other passionately like lovers, and Kyle looked at them and patted his lips with the back of his hand.
While wiping the corners of his mouth, he suddenly checked his hand to find red blood on it.

Although He must have hurt himself like this, Rosalind’s gaze was only on Albert.

Rosalind, who always smiled prettily at him, was no longer there.
Even in the same wounded situation, he felt bitter that she was no longer on his side.
He felt bitter and numb, like one side of his chest was pounding.

“What the hell is good…”

He whispered lowly, but no one listened to him.

Kyle suddenly wondered if Rosalind could really love that man.

…Love, was that what made his heart breaks like this?

He hoped that he could find Rosalind until he went looking for her.
He said that whenever Rosalind appeared, no matter how she behaved to him, it seemed better off than when she was not by his side.

However, as he watched her make a face like that towards another man, he felt like his heart was being ripped apart so that his determination at the time was overshadowed…

Rosalind, who had been examining Albert’s face, finally turned to Kyle.

“I don’t want to see the Duke anymore.
Please go back now.”

“Rosalind…”

Though he uttered her name as if to grab hold of her, she remained calm.

“Please go back.”

At the cold word that pierced my ear, it felt like he had lost to Albert, even though he had beaten him a little more.
It was also very miserable.