The Magnate's Tempestuous Marriage by Miranda Lee

Author:Miranda Lee [Lee, Miranda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarlequinUKLtd
Published: 2017-03-31T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

SCOTT WAS SPRAWLED out on the chesterfield in his study, downing his third whisky, when his phone rang. Sighing—he despised talking on the phone—he extracted it from his trouser pocket, his rather sluggish heartbeat stopping altogether when he saw the identity of his caller. Sarah!

For a brief moment he contemplated not answering—what was good for the goose was good for the gander!—but he couldn’t resist finding out what had made her change her mind and contact him before the stated fortnight was up. The thought that she might have finally realised how bloody-minded she was being did not ease his frustration as he lifted the phone to his ear.

‘To what do I owe this honour?’ he drawled caustically.

* * *

Sarah gritted her teeth. She’d known underneath this wasn’t a good idea. She herself wasn’t ready to talk to Scott, especially when he’d obviously been drinking. But a promise was a promise.

‘I thought,’ she said with much more politeness than she was feeling, ‘that we might talk.’

‘Really? So you finally believe me about that bastard, Leighton?’

‘I haven’t even spoken to Phil,’ Sarah admitted.

‘Why not?’

‘I, um, didn’t go to work this week.’

‘Why not?’ Definite surprise in his voice.

No way was she going to tell him the truth. ‘I’ve had a sinus infection,’ she said, choosing a problem she was susceptible to. Though usually not in the colder months. ‘I should be ready to go back next Monday. But I doubt I’ll be able to put my mind on the job till we sort things out between us. Which is why I think we should have a long talk this weekend.’

‘I’m not much good at long talks,’ he pointed out.

‘True,’ she agreed. Scott had always been a man of few words, the strong, silent type who didn’t open his mouth except to give directions and make decisions. He wasn’t interested in just talking for the sake of talking. Sarah herself wasn’t a natural gossip or a chatterbox. Neither was she given to telling her life story at the drop of a hat as some females did. Cory had been the exception, perhaps because he had a highly empathetic nature. Even so, Cory didn’t know absolutely everything. And Scott...well, he knew next to nothing, really. He was entirely ignorant of all the sordid little details of her ghastly home life.

It came to Sarah that she didn’t know all that much about his upbringing, either. Which wasn’t right. Even before Cleo had said so to her, she’d known that a married couple—especially ones who might be about to become parents—shouldn’t have any secrets from each other. They should know each other like the backs of their hands. Sarah was forced to concede that if she’d told Scott the full truth about her father—not to mention her bastard of a brother—then he would have known instinctively that she’d never be unfaithful to him.

It was definitely high time to remedy that situation; time to do something constructive to save their marriage. Running away never solved anything. She’d done that after her mother had died and it hadn’t achieved a single damned thing.

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