Claudia let out an annoyed laugh while ruffling her hair after listening to her husband’s unreasonable order. She didn’t expect that Harry, who was usually a perfectionist when carrying out his obligations as a Duke, would now abuse his authority for personal gain.
She folded his arms while grinning at Tyson. "Tyson, you and I have always been close friends too. But, you have the nerve to want to force me to go home now."
"I’m sorry, Claudia. It’s actually Harry who insists on forcing you to go home now."
"Then what if I don’t want to go home? I’m comfortable living here."
Tyson’s eyes were fixed on Victor. "Then I will torture your friend now. This is an order from Duke Harry too."
Claudia rolled her eyes while clenching her fists tightly. The longer she heard her husband’s orders, the less she wanted to forgive him because he was so selfish. Now she couldn’t act more freely because she felt like Harry was completely controlling her life. However, on the one hand, she didn’t want Victor to be tortured a second time by Harry because of a misunderstanding. In fact, now is the time for her to persuade Harry to restore Victor’s good name.
"Okay, but let me pack my things. Apart from that, let me also take Victor back to Edenburgh."
"Duke Harry really wants to take Victor back to Edenburgh. He has something important to discuss."
*****
On the other hand, Harry walked in a small dark alley with a cold gaze. He brought a brown envelope containing a copy of his divorce papers. He was quite fed up with suddenly being contacted by his biological father to meet him even though he had never previously given him his cell phone number. Now he felt like he wanted to kill his father with his own hands if he became more presumptuous.
When father and son stand facing each other. The father welcomed his son’s arrival with a psychopathic smile.
"I thought you would not come to me, my son," said Rudolf.
"What is your purpose in coming to me?"
"I heard a rumor from the court that you and your wife will divorce next month. Is it true?"
Harry took out a piece of divorce paper confidently. "Are you satisfied now?"
"Why do you want to divorce suddenly? Didn’t you love each other before?"
"I decided that I wanted a divorce because the marriage we had was actually a contract marriage. Because the contract had expired, I was no longer fit to be her husband."
"But, if you already love her, shouldn’t you continue your relationship regardless of the contract?"
"You don’t need to get involved in that matter! What’s certain is, don’t ever touch Claudia! Because she’s no longer related to me."
After meeting his biological father for only a short time, Harry returned to his residence weakly. Without cleaning himself, he lay down on the bed, staring blankly at the pillow next to him. His left hand slowly touched his wife’s pillow, his breathing was a little short at the thought of the smile his wife always showed before sleeping.
They created many moments of togetherness during their six months of life as husband and wife. Even though he had only been apart for a week, in fact every night he kept thinking about their moments together. Moreover, his wife, who was always a good listener whenever she heard his complaints, now who else should he tell? All he could do every night since his wife ran away was drink alcohol, except today.
"Every time you sleep you always call my name. Now that you’re running away from me, who else will call my name?"
*****
Harry remembered one sweet moment with his wife not long after his father-in-law died. Even though he was still working on holidays, his wife still faithfully accompanied him until she fell asleep. Even though he was too focused on work, his wife still let him take care of the work. However, one day when he had to finish his work that very day, his wife finally started to lose patience. It cannot be denied that Harry was too focused on work until he started to have a fever due to fatigue.
"Harry, could you rest for a moment?"
"It’ll be over in a moment. You just sleep first." Harry’s eyes were still focused on the paper containing the performance report of the palace knights.
Claudia rolled her eyes as she snatched the paper and pen from Harry. "Your body needs rest! Don’t you love your body?"
"But, this time it will be over soon."
With a worried look, Claudia touched her husband’s forehead. "I knew you had a fever. Anyway, you should rest now!"
"Claudia."
"Shall I drag you to our room now?"
Harry chuckled as he closed all the leather folders. "Okay, I will obey you."
Upon arrival in the room, Harry was treated as if he were a king. When he just laid down on the bed, his wife immediately covered him and checked his body temperature with a thermometer.
"Your body temperature is thirty-nine degrees and you still say you’re fine?!"
"But, my body is still able to work."
"No, Harry. You pushed yourself too hard until your body couldn’t take it. This is what really annoyed me. You promised to tell me about the constellations again every time the night sky was clear. Today there are lots of stars in the sky, but you are busy working."
A faint smile appeared on his handsome face. His right hand touched his wife’s soft cheek with an intense gaze. "Forgive me."
"If you feel guilty, you must obey my orders." Claudia dipped a small towel in a basin filled with hot water. Then gently wiped the cold sweat dampening her husband’s neck. "You can call my name if you feel you need me."
"You’re the only person who cares about my health. Thank you, Claudia."
"Therefore, don’t ever want to suddenly leave me. We must always be together."
*****
While Harry was adventuring in the dream world, Claudia had actually returned to her luxurious residence. Her expression looked weary as she stared at the tears that wet her husband’s eyelids.
"What exactly are you doing in the dream world, Harry?"