Chapter 436
Faced with Athena’s actions, Fiona was filled with complicated emotions.
She wanted to help Athena, but with Cedric so seriously ill, she couldn’t get away.
All she could do was powerlessly watch Athena walk out of the duke’s estate.
Nicolas, however, wasn’t afraid at all. He said loudly, “She never stops. Does she think the palace is her backyard, that she can just walk in whenever she wants? She’s just a mere Viscountess. How arrogant.”
He was convinced that Athena wouldn’t be able to get into the palace and didn’t take her threats seriously.
When he turned back, he saw Fiona staring at him with piercing eyes.
Fiona’s frosty gaze sent a shiver down Nicolas’s spine. Something about her today felt off.
“I’m asking you. Who looked after Cedric last night?” Fiona asked calmly.
But the calmer she was, the more uneasy Nicolas felt.
He forced himself to remain composed and said, “Didn’t I say? The wet nurse was taking care of him.”
Fiona replied, “If it were the wet nurse, Cedric wouldn’t be in this state. Those women were brought from my family, and they’re loyal to me. Do you think I’ll believe a word you say?”
Fiona’s gaze was full of disappointment. She couldn’t believe he would hurt his own son.
Tears fell down her face as she looked stubbornly at Nicolas. She needed the truth.
Nicolas was cornered by her questioning. He snapped, “You’ve lost your mind. Instead of looking after the child, you’re questioning me? What, do you really think I’d harm my own son?”
“Wouldn’t you?” Fiona suddenly raised her voice. “Cedric was getting better, and now he suddenly relapses. This morning, he had a high fever and wouldn’t wake up no matter how much I called him.”
“Nicolas, what did you do to him?” She didn’t care about her etiquette and composure anymore. All she cared about was her
child.
Fiona, like a madwoman, grabbed Nicolas by the collar, gritting her teeth. “Say it!”
“Let go!” Nicolas’s face darkened, his fists clenched.
“Speak!” The next moment, Fiona was violently shoved to the ground, her cry of pain abruptly cutting off her words.
She had always been frail, and Nicolas’s push made her hit her head against the corner of the table.
Fiona remained sprawled on the floor, dazed and unable to get up. Nicolas was stunned by his own strength. He hadn’t meant for her to hit her head.
Watching her lie there,.unmoving, a pang of self–reproach shot through him. But his pride wouldn’t let him apologize.
Standing over her, he scoffed. “Quit pretending. I barely touched you. Don’t try to fool me with cheap tricks.”
The two were quarreling fiercely in the room, with not a single maid or servant around.
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The door remained firmly shut. No one dared to enter without his order.
Fiona held onto the table to support herself. Her head spun, and she couldn’t stand even after several tries.
Realizing she might not be faking, Nicolas crouched down and sneered. “Did you actually get hurt? You’re so delicate… just a little push and you fall apart?”
He reached out to help her, but Fiona’s trembling voice entered his ears. “Nicolas, tell me the truth. What did you do to Cedric?”
They had already argued, and Nicolas knew how stubborn she could be. If he didn’t explain now, she’d never let it go.
Annoyed, he sighed and said, “He’s my son. Why would I really hurt him? I just kept him up all night, that’s all…”
Suddenly, a loud slap landed squarely on Nicolas’s face.
He felt dizzy, and his cheek burned with searing pain.
When he came to his senses, he glared at Fiona like a beast and roared, “You crazy woman! If you don’t want to be the future duchess, just say it!”
He was the heir apparent to the dukedom, an official in the Justice Ministry, and the future master of the estate.
Athena was the root of all this.
Nicolas said, “You dare strike your husband? Then you can forget about being the duchess.”
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