''What do you need from me, duke?''
Dante stared at his wife, whose countenance seemed colder than before. If her gaze felt like she was staring at a stranger, then at this moment, he could feel hostility emitting from her, which had never happened in their marriage.
This was the first time he felt hatred from his wife.
'Why do you hate me?' he wanted to ask, but he held himself back as he felt the question was kind of stupid.
There were many reasons for her to hate him like his affair, his behavior toward her in their marriage, and now his unexpected second child.
At the moment, it dawned on him that his wife had never hated him, even after everything he had done to her.
She smiled, laughed, and now avoided his presence, but he had never caught hostility in those blank eyes.
Or maybe she has, but she hid it well from him. He did not know and did not want to know.
