Hurts! Mommy
Become a Concubine

"Will you just shut up?" ask Albern.

He looked at the man in front of him who was behind him. Ever since the younger brother listened to Crown Prince Delix's engagement. He cried every day and shut himself up.

"Dad?!"

Marquess Ramon twisted her body. "Say, what should I do? should I hinder them? you should understand Albern,"

"I have to understand what Dad is like?" Albern did not accept his sister crying, he was willing to do anything for the sake of his sister. His heart was indeed pitying Alexsa, but his ego was too high to erase that pity.

"Yes, you won't feel guilty because of her sacrificial figure."

Albern was rubbing his hair violently. He was eager to scream, but the figure in front of him was very respectful. "Dad, Mother, I, Ayne, we sacrificed."

"If you understand what sacrifice means. You should shut up and not mess up. You calm Ayne down, she's like a child. In the world of politics, it is clear that Duke Aiken is more powerful. When viewed with strength, Ayne is not as strong as she is. Ayne's attitude is childlike, I'm not sure she can be a wise Queen." The Sarkas Marquess Ramon. He has decided not to interfere. At least, he wanted to make amends for his mistakes in the past.

"If you intervene, it's the same as you against Albern's father." The Marquess Ramon. He stared intently at the figure before him.

"Dad?!" Albern surrendered. He can't persuade anymore, once the father says yes then he will. If not then no.

Marquess Ramon closed his eyes, perhaps this way he could make amends for Alexsa. It's enough Alexsa suffered and it's because of her stupidity in the past. "Alexsa, I hope you're happy."

In another room.

Marchioness Mery enters a room, eyes sore at the sight of her daughter silent like a human without life. He wore plain white nightclothes, leaned his head against the side of the window and looked straight.

"When are you like this?" Marchioness Mery wiped her tears with the handkerchief she was holding.

"Am I not as pretty as Miss Rose?" ayne asked with tears flowing.

Marchioness Mery holds Ayne's arm, she turns the child's body to face him. Both hands came down, clasping tightly onto Ayne's hands. "You're beautiful, someday you'll get better love, believe me. Your father and your brother can't do anything."

Ayne did not answer, she was thirsty for her mother's embrace. At a time like this only the mother's embrace calms her mind.

"Mom, I love her. I couldn't prove it all this time?"

"No Ayne, it's a matter of the heart. Just like your father used to be, he loves mom and does whatever mom wants. The proof is that he ignored Alexsa and Alice" said Marchioness Merry as she stroked Ayne's mane.

"Am I the concubine, ma'am?"

"Aiye?!" meek Marchioness Mery with growl. Being a concubine might not matter, but she was afraid that Ayne would be ignored and suffer even more.

While at the door.

She felt like she was failing to become a sister, listening to Ayne, her heart ached. He could do nothing but obey his father. The father's threat, never mess around. If he rebukes Alexsa, it's the same as fighting the father.

"What should I do? I can't tell them that Miss Rose is Alexsa." He doesn't guarantee the sister doesn't do anything to Alexsa. He was afraid, his sister would do recklessly.