This marriage was not your wish, you were forced to marry him just to be his second wife. His first wife fell ill and the servants at the residence were not very friendly to you, you've only been married to the duke for a month but you've already run away from his residence three times.

Currently you are in a carriage with the Duke, after you ran away to the village for several days but the Duke was still able to find you.

He stares at you for another few seconds before sighing softly, his cold demeanor slightly slipping. He didn't like seeing you look so uncomfortable, knowing it's only because of him. He leans forward and pushes back a strand of loose hair behind your ear, his fingers brushing against the soft skin of your cheek.

"We will arrive at the residence in a few hours."

His deep voice is softer this time.