The Duchess and the Devil - Chapter 54.1

Ophelia was a woman who looked like a sunflower. She glowed and exuded joy as she looked at the Emperor. But, like any other flower, it withered without the love of His Majesty, who was the sun and vitamins. The sunflower withered more and more every day, and the flowers, having lost their strength, were slowly dying.

The feeling of humility and resentment led Ophelia to go crazy with a nervous breakdown. And as far as Judith knew, the previous Empress’s eyes were bright green, like a forest. And if they suddenly turned red, as Killard said, then the woman was definitely a demon.

“My mother, unfortunately, devoted her life to love and died. She told me every day not to reveal my weaknesses to anyone. And if I do this, others will be happy to take advantage of me.

Judith didn’t know why the Emperor was telling her such things, but she still decided to remain silent.

“And it was your husband who always fulfilled this role.”

When the topic suddenly turned to Derrick, Duchess’s shoulders trembled. From the outside, her late husband and the Emperor seemed like close friends to everyone. But what could this mean? Is all this just an appearance? Did they use each other?

– I’m sorry. Your husband has lost his memory.

The conversation flowed as naturally as water, which is why it could have been continued without difficulty, but Judith was too uncomfortable and uncomfortable. If the Emperor is Hannibal, he could be trying to test Derrick’s condition using his wife. But the Duchess could also try to probe him now without any doubt.

– Yes, unfortunately, this is true.

“You got along well with the Duke last time,” Killard said with a suspicious smile. “Although he has lost his memory, the Duchess obviously knows everything.”

– What are you talking about?

– I’m talking about Lady Sylvia.

The sudden name that popped up made my heart tremble and clench. The Emperor and the Duke had a very close relationship, so it is not surprising: he was well aware of all the betrayals. But Judith didn’t understand why this topic had come up now. It is unclear whether Killard wants to hurt the Duchess herself or Derrick.

– I really don’t understand you.

– Why did the Duke leave you and find another woman?

The Emperor seemed to ignore Judith’s signals that she was uncomfortable talking about this. Like a needle, he continued to dig into this purulent wound.

The Duchess hugged the book even tighter and looked at him in surprise. Even though she had heard many stories and questions about Sylvia, the Duchess still felt small and helpless at such moments. Her whole body seemed to become heavier, and her lips did not move at all.

– Well… I think my husband didn’t love me during our relationship.

– I would never do that.

Judith slowly raised her gaze, all this time fixed on the floor, upon hearing such an unexpected answer. The emergency siren went off in my head. A sly smile appeared on the Emperor’s lips. As he tilted his head, a faint light seeped into this secluded corner, and his dark brown eyes turned slightly burgundy.

In an instant, the atmosphere changed, tension hanging in the air, squeezing his neck. Judith shuddered.

“He smells like a horny man,” Judith remembered Derrick’s words, and her heart began to beat faster.

This was a harbinger of internal anxiety. The Emperor’s gaze slid down her body. Seeing this, Judith wanted to scream, feeling something terrible. She wanted to get out of this situation as soon as possible.