I Married the Murderer's Brother

morning to unfam

y and neatly made, untouch

the entire night i

tirred in

, where the duke sat at the h

s under his eyes, sat gr

expression calm, as if last ni

e, his gaze stabb

nd took my seat

Gordon," I gr

t reply acknowledged me a

t atmosphere

and knives sounde

ure appeared at th

s Isa

tly made up, and feigned surprise as she covere

e for a second, gleami

ull of concern. "Carlos, you drank so muc

upy tone gave

ion softened at

," he sai

elt painful

flaunted their bond in f

eved Carlos's claim that

ent smile. "I never imagined you'd choose to marry Vincent. But as long as you're happy,

ike blessings but w

married a cripple while Car

ating over

pained, helpless look, gazing

perfo

apkin and wiped

e you meddling in the duke's f

Carlos's friend. Isn't it

just a stable manager for my family. Since when does a servan

s face fl

was her deepes

, mimicking the manners of noble ladies,

es welling with tears as she

hand on the table, leaping to her defense. "Who

or what? For her overstepping her place at th

" Isabella

s sister-in-law?" My voice turned icy. "Miss Isabella, this is the duke's man

crack r

med his knife

owed. "Bickering first thing i

vant's daughter-who gave you the nerve to

her face pale. "My

Throw her out! She's not to s

teward stepped forward, g

ed desperatel

der the duke's stern gaze, he

s escorted out, tears s

room fell s

rted and lef

es burning with rage, as if

"To get back at me, you'd

ook a sip. "To deal with low

r, and he threw down his n

om was left with j

ed, a faint smile t

aus

ing me the chance to han

id, looking away

hat, don't waste words," Vincent

thlessness that didn't

man in the wheelchair might be far