My Sister Took My Fiance And I Was Married To An Ugly Prince

4 - Exile And Departure

Looking at the paper from behind Lucrezia as he pondered,

the Duke of Seravalle said maliciously;

"Even if it goes bad, you're a duchess, and they've all agreed to it!

You can't run anymore! You will be the bride of the ugly lord!"

Lucrezia felt strange because her father looked lively and happy.

The Duke of Seravalle rejoices greatly when Lucrezia looks sad or miserable.

I believed that it was the parents who helped and loved their children unconditionally, but is it true?

Lucrezia gradually grew distrustful of her father.

"What's the matter, Lucrezia? Are you sad? No one will help you if you cry, hahaha!"

The Duke of Seravalle is laughing with his belly.

As he said, Lucrezia was supposed to retort to her father, with tears in her eyes,

"Please don't make me marry an ugly man."

pleaded Lucrezia, who, perhaps because he had been oppressed from a young age,

had recently become quite used to it, and felt like a breeze whatever he did.

Whatever the reason,

Lucrezia's ability to say that it was good for his father to be happy and to be strangely confronted with his own misfortunes was also a special skill he had never been treated kindly.

"You shouldn't cry. If father wants to marry you away, you have to go."

My sister popped out.

"Oh, sister, was that too harsh! You don't wanna be a wife on the newspaper? Too pitiful!"

Lucrezia's glazed eyes overturned her sister's ridicule.

Her father takes advantage of her younger sister and cheers on her.

"Look, I won't let you come back!

You'll never be able to come back to your parents' house again!"

Lucrezia laughed heartily.

"Of course I will. As long as he needs me."

Lucrezia's stubbornly aggressive remarks were apparently unexpected and enraged the Duke of Seravalle.

"How stupid can you really be...! Can't you even imagine that if you marry the ugly lord,

you'll live in misery with the
public's cold laughter!"

"People like you seem to have an easy life, don't you?"

"Do you think so? But I'm sure it's a good match."

"Dream a happy dream! You'll be thrown into hell soon enough!"

"You're crazy!"

"Sister, good luck!"

Her father and sister had been mocking Lucrezia for some time,

but she seemed to hear very little, and at last they were appalled and said nothing.

Lucrezia looks back at the newspaper she received.

I doubt the truth of the exaggerated painting.

A man cannot have the ears of a donkey or the beak of a bird.

Isn't it an exaggeration to say that his tongue is broken,

taking the snake of the disliked person as a hint?

In the first place, the territory of the ugliest duke is far away. I can't believe I knew him from a local newspaper reporter.

As long as it sells and makes money, the reporter can write any lie, so there is no credibility.

Lucrezia had already guessed that he would have an almost ordinary human face.

I must see what he looks like.

For Lucrezia there was nothing wrong with his face, nor with his disfigurement.

All you have to do is love them.

And Lucrezia had overcome many trials of love.

'I will love the duke no matter what,' Lucrezia insisted.

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[ < Time Skip > ]

With the good offices of the Duke of Seravalle,

Lucrezia was allowed to pack in his bag the few personal items that were in his room.

"Dress? Jewelry? Did you buy it? What are you talking about?

All your things must belong to the duke!"

However, they were limited to documents, diaries, and small hand mirrors,

and the luxuries Lucrezia collected at his own expense were confiscated by his father.

This pleased my sister.

"Oh, can I take your dresses? Thank you!"

Lucrezia took her belongings for her innocent smile.

"Here you are. Use it carefully."

Suddenly, my sister was in a bad mood.

"I don't want you to feel good just by giving away old things.

It's so condescending that I get angry!"

"No... I wish you would."

"Why aren't you angry? Sister is really disgusting! Boring!"

Rosa had gone away so quickly that Lucrezia could not say goodbye.

I have to write to her later.

She felt a little lonely, but by the time he got into the cab Lucrezia was already excited.

Anyway Lucrezia is going to the wedding.

A new place, a new family, and a new fiance.

Just imagining it sounds fun.

 'Let us love the prince—!' Lucrezia thought so.

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