The British Heartthrob's Discarded Mistress by Marian Tee

Author:Marian Tee [Tee, Marian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: age gap romance, royalty romance, duke romance, mistress romance, british romance
Publisher: Marian Pinera
Published: 2023-05-08T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“...Miss Mary?”

Hearing Rathe’s heavyset middle-aged housekeeper speak had Mary blinking out of her reverie. It was close to seven in the evening, the day nearing to a close, and she still couldn’t make herself forget about this morning’s episode.

Shaking the thought away, she glanced up at the housekeeper with an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Emerson. You were saying?”

“You have a visitor.” Although the tone was respectful, the housekeeper’s gaze was filled with undisguised animosity. It was, unfortunately, not anything new. From the first day she had come here with the duke, Mrs. Emerson had made no secret about her dislike of her.

“A visitor?” Mary repeated in a bemused tone, choosing to focus instead on the housekeeper’s message. It was pointless to dwell on the woman’s rudeness. For all she knew, the housekeeper’s less-than-welcoming attitude may only be due to her being protective of her master. The way Mrs. Emerson acted, it was as if she had been in the duke’s employ for decades, a position that indubitably gave her certain rights.

Mrs. Emerson sniffed again. “Half an hour ago.”

Mary’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “Half an hour ago?”

Mrs. Emerson only stared at her dourly.

A visitor had come for her half an hour ago and she was only being informed of it now? Gritting her teeth, Mary reminded herself valiantly that the mistake could just be due to the housekeeper’s advancing age.

Setting aside the book she had been trying but failed to read, she asked, “Do you know who it is?”

Something resembling a smirk flitted over Mrs. Emerson’s lips. “The Dowager Duchess of Flanders.”

Her jaw dropped. “Rathe’s mother?” This time, it was ten times harder to believe that the mistake wasn’t deliberate. Unfortunately, she had no time to question the housekeeper.

“Please just have someone serve tea in the drawing room. That’s where she is, isn’t she?”

The housekeeper nodded, but when Mary turned to leave, she heard the older woman mutter under her breath, “If you want to know who your visitors are, you should have opened the door yourself.”

Mary badly wanted to turn around and answer back, but she satisfied herself with just taking more deep calming breaths.

There had to be a reason Mrs. Emerson was acting like that, Mary told herself as she practically ran towards the drawing room. Time, she reminded herself. She just needed enough time to show Mrs. Emerson she truly loved the duke and it would eventually be all right between them.

By the time she reached the drawing room, which was an entire wing away from the library, Mary was panting. Halting when she reached the doorway, she found Rathe’s mother seated on one of the sofas, calmly reading a magazine while sipping tea.

“I’m s-so sorry, Your Grace,” she stammered.

Alyssa glanced up, her eyes widening in surprise when she saw Mary’s face red with exertion and the young girl doing her best to catch her breath. “Are you all right, dear?” she asked as she stood up.

She had found it surprising that the young girl

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