PBPGD

CHAPTER 51

Lia grabbed her shirt and avoid Claude's gaze. It was because of her own doing that she got slapped by Marilyn. Nonetheless, sadness came flooding into her at Claude's words, warning that she would pay the price.

"Duke, I made a misunderstanding with Sir Canillian. It was because of my behavior that got him excited and rushed to me. So, please, don't push the Lord in a corner."

Having said that, Marilyn looked benevolent as if she was touched by Claude's words.
Marilyn even looks pitiful at first glance.

Staring at Lia, Claude's gaze shifted to Marilyn.

"Excited, you say? You mean Canillian?"

"Yes... Shamefully, I wanted to conOrm something. I needed to know if Lord Canillian is really a man. I was the one being disrespectful, and Lord Canillian misunderstood it, that's why he pinned me to the bed. Therefore, without knowing..."

"You slapped him."

"Yes, I was foolish. I shouldn't have let my guard down in front of the Lord. I
guess I still lack the qualities of being a lady."

Lia couldn't hide how absurd it is when she saw Marilyn leaning against Claude's arm.

No, rather than absurd, she felt like she was beaten hard at the back of her head.

If she believes in Marilyn's words, she'll become a terriOed unscrupulous woman.

'I'm also a woman. How will I get excited to another woman?'
Lia reasoned to herself.

Lia's face reddened from resentment.

However, it is true that she pushed Marilyn to the bed like what she said. No matter how unfair it may be, it might've been alarming and frightening to Marilyn's perspective.

"I didn't mean to scare the Young Lady. I apologize. So... I think it's enough."

Lia clutched her one arm as she quietly apologized and raised her head.

The way she speaks is closer to giving up.

Standing behind Claude with a serious yet subdued look, Ian laughed and
said.

"It's like a drama. You said he got excited?"

Ian puts his hand on Claude's shoulder as he looked at Marilyn with suspicion.

"In Gaior, we strictly deal with who's the innocent. Cutting their tongue and hands, and order for them to be conOned for 3 years. It's a pity that there's no such law in this Empire."

As she looked at Ian, Marilyn hesitated and bit her lips. Unless she was a fool, she couldn't have known that he was talking to her.

Claude grabbed Marilyn's shoulder, as she was still leaning against him, and took it off. The confident look on her face disappears and turned red from Ian's sarcastic remarks and Claude's cold touch.

"Duke, don't you trust me?"

Marilyn's voice trembles.

Claude stepped aside from the entrance, which he was blocking, with neither affirmation nor negation. Marilyn saw a servant standing right outside the door with a worried look.

Moreover, even the servant of the Duke was there.

They stood firm, unable to keep their eyes on Marilyn.

Since when did it happen?

Her hands trembled at the thought that they might've heard her shouting.

"Go to the Palace court now. You need to get treated, My Lady."

Marilyn tightly closed her eyes. Claude's calm order caused her to be in a cruel mood. She just couldn't turn around like that, the impatience within her is screaming.