BEWARE A WALLFLOWER’S WRATH (REVENGE OF THE WALLFLOWERS #7) BY AUBREY WYNNE – eBook Details Online
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Late June 1819
London, England
“Lord Robert, your wife is requesting to speak to you.”
Robert closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath. He looked at his son
and nodded. “Anthony, we must be brave for your mother.”
The boy nodded, a dark lock of hair falling over one eye. “Yes, sir.”
“I beg your pardon, Lord Robert, but she wishes to see you alone first.”
Robert cast a worried glance at the boy, then offered an apologetic half
smile. “I’ll call for you shortly, Son.”
The boy collapsed on the chair outside his mother’s bedchamber. He
covered his face with his hands, and his already broad shoulders shook.
Robert squeezed Anthony’s arm and entered the stifling room.
Caroline lay under a mountain of blankets, her burning cheeks a sharp
contrast to her ghost-like face. She was a mere skeleton of the curvaceous,
lively woman he’d married fourteen years earlier. Settling next to her, her
cold hand in his, he hoped he had made her life bearable if not happy.
“Robert,” she whispered, turning her face to him. Her umber hair had
streaks of gray. The physician had claimed it was due to the pain of her
debilitating disease. Caroline had insisted it was punishment for the vanity
she’d shown as a young girl.
“I’m here,” he answered quietly.
“My rock,” she said and smiled wanly. “Where would I have been
without you?”
He shook his head, emotion threatening his resolve. Theirs had not been a
love match, but true affection had grown between them. Consumption would
soon take one of his staunchest allies and one of his closest friends in this
world.
“I want to thank you,” she began, then coughed.
Robert wiped her mouth with a wet cloth and helped her sip some cool
water. “No, dear. Save your strength.”
She clasped his hand as he set down the glass. Her grip was surprisingly
strong, and he realized whatever she wanted to say was urgent. He nodded for
her to continue.
“We were both unwilling in this union. We both”—she drew in a ragged
breath—“loved another.”
“It’s in the past, Caroline. We’ve had a fine life.” He smoothed back
strands of her hair, damp from sweat. The dark, lustrous eyes held his.
“I want you to go to Scotland. Find out”—more coughing racked her thin
body—“what happened to her. You may still have a chance to find love.”
He blinked. His wife was dying, and she wanted him to abandon their son
and run off to Scotland? He shook his head. “Caroline, I can’t leave
Anthony.”
“After the mourning period. Anthony is at Westminster most of the day,
and the staff are used to caring for him. Please, do this for me.” Her nails dug
into his skin. “If she has married and is happy, then open your heart to
another.”
His eyes burned at her request, but he nodded. This woman was so dear to
him, regardless of how they’d been thrown together. “I wish you could have
had the same chance.”
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