Capítulo 1: Her Little Villain (1)
''Congratulations, your Grace. You are pregnant.'' said a middle-aged man settled on a chair by the bedside. He removed his two first fingers from a smooth, dainty white wrist and placed his hand with the other one on his lap.Then he lifted his gaze to the beautiful woman on the bed, who seemed not to hear his words because of her dazed look, and her eyes appeared to be clouded, like she was not with the him at the moment..
Not getting a response from her, the middle-aged man, a doctor, was lost on what to do. Flicking his glasses with his middle finger, a burst of awkward laughter escaped his lips. He turned to the butler, who stood not far away from them.
''Her grace is finally with a young master,'' The butler muttered in disbelief with his strands of gray hair hovering over his forehead. His gaze met the doctor's helping gaze, and he inquired, ''How long has her grace been pregnant?''
''About one week, to be precise,'' The doctor replied, and still seeing the butler's doubtful gaze, he added to dispel his doubt, ''I can confirm with the new medical equipment.''
Realizing his minor mistake, the butler coughed out, ''No, thank you, Baron Stewart.''
'' How can I question your medical abilities when I am not his grace?'' The butler shook his head to deny the suggestion and returned to his prim and proper self in his butler's uniform.
''..My lady is pregnant,'' A hoarse whisper joined their conversation. Simultaneously, they looked at the teary personal maid of the beautiful lady. She stood beside the butler with her happy but teary look, like the pregnancy announcement was joyful.
Normally, the butler would have corrected her words, but his lips curled into a sad smile. ''Yes, her grace is pregnant.''
'Hopefully, with the child on the way, her grace will not be lonely, and his grace....' The butler did not finish the words in his heart as he did not want to have false perceptions about his master even though the latter was wrong.
The maid, who could not contain her excitement, did a tiny jittery jump and moved from her position to the doctor's side. She gently shook the beautiful lady's shoulder with her cheery voice, ''My lady, you are pregnant.''
''Amelia!'' The butler's gaze turned sharp like a tigress watching out for her cubs. He wanted to warn the maid to be careful with his mistress's body, but a weak voice stopped him from doing so.
''A-Amelia?"
Everyone present in the room turned to the beautiful lady on the bed. She looked wide-eyed at her personal maid, Amelia.
''You are alive?'' Her words came out as an uncertain whisper
The maid furrowed her eyebrows at her words and called out questioningly after removing her hand, ''My lady?''
Seeing that her personal maid was truly at a young age, she slowly turned to the doctor and then the butler. Something flashed in her oceanic blue eyes, and she asked, ''Spencer, what are you doing here, in the villa? I thought my father did not allow anyone in?''
The maid paused like she heard something shocking, and the butler was equally shocked as her but also disturbed.
''My lady...This is not the Grand-duchy, but the Hayes duchy,'' He clarified like he was talking to a child.
The butler, once again, displayed his tigress aura and pierced his gaze at the doctor, ''I hope there is nothing with her grace and the young master, Baron Stewart?''
''N-No.'' Baron's Stewart's back broke out in a sweat, and He lifted his hands in a surrendering gesture, ''Both mother and child are fine. However, her grace must never stand too long, or she will be stressed, and that is not good for the growing baby.''
''Child?'' Another uncertain whisper came from his side. After a momentary pause, the beautiful lady's oceanic blue eyes shook like she realized something.
The butler withdrew his protective gaze and looked at his mistress gently, ''Yes, Your grace. You are one week pregnant.''
Contrary to their expectations, the beautiful lady did not ask any more weird questions.
With her hand on the flat abdomen hidden behind the blanket, her tense shoulders relaxed with her back on the backrest. Her eyes surveyed the room for a while, and then she did something that made the butler display his previous gaze to the doctor.
A solitary tear leaked from her eyes and trailed down her milky white cheeks, and she mumbled, in the quiet room, ''..My baby.''
More glistening tears dropped on the blanket on her lap, and a mournful but elated smile graced her lips, ''My sweet baby.''
''My baby,'' She repeated the two words like chants while staring and rubbing her abdomen lovingly.
''Mother is here for you now, my little villain.''
----
''Once again, I am fine, Amelia.''
Amelia looked at her lady for a while, then withdrew her gaze since there was no trace of tears like before. She took the silver tray on the nightstand with an empty glass cup and a plate of eaten sliced fruits on it.
''My lady, don't forget Baron Stewart's words. You must never be sad, so the baby can grow happily,'' Amelia seriously reminded. She then bowed and left the room, ''Call me if you need anything, my lady.''
The woman stared at the door closed for a while, then returned her gaze to the window with a grin. ''You never change, Amelia. Always calling me, my lady and not duchess.''
She watched the flowers preparing to bloom after the cold winter with her hand on her abdomen. Her hand never left it, even while taking bites of the sliced fruits.
''I am truly back,'' She murmured, giving her tummy one more rub.
The luxurious ceiling, the familiar chandelier, the fancy decor, the recognizable pieces of furniture, and the youthful face of her maid told her as much.
She was back to the age of twenty-one, and the period she discovered her pregnancy.
''But...this is my third life, or else how would I discover that you are the villain in a novel, my son.''
In her first life, she had everything; Amazing parents, money, an envious job, a reliable husband, and wonderful friends. Her life was nearly perfect with all that, but she wanted one thing: a baby.
Her husband and she were married for a year, and were prepared to have a baby. While doing that, one of her friends bought a book for her bearing the name His Aurora.
The book featured the life of a commoner girl named Aurora, who later got adopted into a powerful marquess's family.Then, the story was quite nice, in her opinion, but there was one thing she did not like about it.
The villain's backstory.
The villain was the half-brother of the male lead of the story. His father fell in love with his mother, a commoner who opened a new bakery. The bread reminded him of his mother, who also used to bake when she was alive. From then on, he visited the shop in disguise and fell in love with the male lead's mother.
To anyone, that part of the story would be perfect and romantic, but there was a flaw. The villain's father was married to a Grand duke's daughter.
That is where her situation comes in. She became the villain's mother from birth, but without her first life's memories in her second life.
''If I had them, I would have saved you, my son, but mother was useless,'' Looking down to her belly, she grinned sadly, ''She was dwelling in her misery of not being loved from her young age.''
Like the villain, the mother also had a sad backstory. The Grand duke lost his precious wife from birth and avoided the child. Since then, the relationship between father and daughter was weak, and when the engagement with the male lead's father came, she thought her life might get better, but it turned out for the worse.
The male lead's father did not look in her way nor try to love her. The only contact they had was sleeping together for the creation of an heir, and there were dates for that.
Devastated by her husband's behavior, the villain's mother was almost depressed. She just kept quiet and did her duty as a duchess and mother, even when it felt like everyone had turned against her.
The four things that completely broke were her husband's affair, his mistress's pregnancy, the divorce and her son's death..
''Your death made me very depressed, and I guess I died because of it,'' The villain's mother, Isla Elrod continued to smile. It was a very painful smile, just like it was stated in the novel.
'Isla continued to smile despite everything that happened to her.'
''You suffered from my absence in this duchy after the divorce, and your father ignoring you like you were not his son. You must have felt there was no place for you in his new family.'' Isla continued to talk, even though there was no one in the bedroom listening to her story. Her eyes were not teary but empty and clouded like she had returned to her second life, her tragic second life.
''Our backstories might be different, but we suffered similarly, my dear son.''
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Capítulo 2: Her Little Villain (2)
How did her son, the villain of the story, die?
Isla recalled the information about his tragic death in the book.
Since the only source of love was no longer with him, that is, his mother. He sought love from his father and his new family. The villain thought he could be part of them, but his father had never looked his way, even when his mother was still his wife. It was always his half-brother.
His stepmother did not treat him like his half-brother since he was not her real son. She did not treat him badly, but she did not have his mother's warmth.
His mother was no longer with him from age five, and he could feel the warm home that partly had him and his mother, fully belonged to his half-brother and his stepmother.
The servants respected him, but their gossip about his half-brother's mother destroying his mother's marriage with his father always got to him. His mother used to block them from getting to him, but now that she was not with him, many negative thoughts invaded his mind.
Reality did not help things, either, since everything they said was the truth.
Still not giving up, the villain tried to meet his father to see his mother in the Elrod Grand-duchy, but all he got was denial.
''The imperial law states that after a couple's divorce, the child between them belongs to the father's family. You have a new mother, and she treats you well. Don't cause unnecessary trouble,'' was his father's words.
The blank stare, cold aura, and strained relationship were different from the warm stare, happy aura, and doting relationship his father had with his half-brother.
Everything was different, and the villain realized that truly, he had no one in the duchy.
After realizing that, two years after his mother had gone, all child-like thoughts and expressions ceased, and the villain held on to the only thing his half-brother never took from him; the heir position. His circumstances made him grow up by force, even if his age was too young to have these thoughts.
Since he was the son of the first duchess, the position was his, by birthright.
Seriously taking heir classes, and not mingling with his stepmother, her son or his father, he grew up to be the perfect heir until he met someone who showed him light in his lonely dark world.
Aurora.
At his eighteenth age, he finally had a second thing to call his, but she was slowly falling into his half-brother's hands.
First, his father's love, then his mother's position, and now he wants to take the only light in his dark world.
Must everything that he wants fall into his half-brother's hands?
No! The villain could not accept it and tried to obtain aurora, even after she got engaged to his half-brother.
Things got worse for him after her engagement, and so he kidnapped her to run away from the empire. He left the heir position since aurora was more important than it. They would run away and start their family, and His world could finally have the light it used to have when his mother was with him.
But the heavens were against him, his brother found them, and they battled until one of them died. Sadly it was him.
''I just wanted to be loved. Was it so wrong to take what rightfully belonged to me in the first place? It was not something expensive to buy, but it was expensive to experience when you were with me, brother,'' Isla said the villain's last words with her gaze still on her belly.
''I thought you had forgotten me when I left you, but you always remembered. You remembered your miserable mother who also wanted your father's love.''
In her second life, Isla remembered when Amelia told her about her son's death. Apart from her father, her son was the only family she had in this world, and he was gone without warning.
Even when they were not together, She always told Amelia to check on him from afar and picture him using the latter's description since she did not leave the villa.
''You must have been handsome then.''
Isla lifted her gaze from her belly to watch the dancing closed flowers. They seemed to be consoling her sad state with their wiggling movement.
After a while, Isla opened her mouth to speak, '' And you will still be handsome now since we will be together, my baby.''
With resolution, Isla vowed with her heart, ''This time, mother will be with you and your father....''
At the mention of the man who was the reason for everything that happened to her dear son, an empty smile came onto her lips. With her ever-sparkling silver hair and blue eyes, her reputed gentle image was unrecognizable.
Now she seemed to be more of a wintry beauty.
''Mother will definitely deal with him.''
----
''Welcome back, your grace.''
Spencer, the butler who got news about the duke's return, came outside the house to greet him with lined-up servants.
With a bouquet of red roses in his hands, the duke of Hayes duchy stepped down from the carriage.
''Spencer,'' He nodded at the bowing butler, then immediately noticed something odd.
''The duchess...where is the duchess?'' asked the duke.
The butler stood upright and glanced at the red rose. Looking back at the duke, he voiced his confusion,'' Your grace, I sent a servant to the imperial palace to tell you the good news of her grace's pregnancy. I thought this...''
The butler abruptly stopped talking, like he realized something.
'Ah.' A fleeting, sad smile came onto his lips, and he simply said,'' Her grace is in her room.''
He was not a fool not to know the owner of the bouquet, and he was sure the servants were not either. But what could he do? Even if he had been with the duke since the late duke father's reign, he could not say a word when something almost familiar but more tragic happened when the duke was a child.
''Take it to my office,'' The duke gave the bouquet to the butler like it was a precious memento. This gesture confirmed the butler's speculation, and the duke ignored his disappointed gaze as usual by walking into the castle.
''..she's finally pregnant,'' He mumbled to himself, as he maneuvered his way around the luxurious castle to the floor that held rooms for the masters of the duchy. Every servant he passed all bow to him in respect, but he paid no heed to them.
'After she gives birth, I can proceed with the plan for Annalise.'
At the thought of his lover, his gaze softened but regained its usual impassiveness when he reached the door of the duchess's room.
''She will understand my decision was best for both of us since I cannot give her what she wants from me,'' The duke assured himself before knocking on the door.
''Duchess, it's me,'' He called out and opened the door without waiting for her response.
Entering the room and closing the door, the duke finally faced his wife, and what he saw made him blank out for a moment.
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