The Return 0f Lord Avondale (London Season Matchmaker Book 1) by Lucy Adams

Author:Lucy Adams [Adams, Lucy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical Christian Romance, Clean & Wholesome, Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Regency & Victorian Romance, London Society, England-Britain, 19th Century, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Hearts Desire, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Romantic Schemes, Beautiful & Feisty, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, London Season Matchmaker
Publisher: Lucy Adams
Published: 2019-04-07T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Lord Montrose was due to call upon her at any moment, and yet Eliza felt so unsettled that she wanted to refuse to see him.

It was most ridiculous.

It was now two days since the dinner party where Lord Avondale had appeared, two days since she had endured Lord Montrose’s loud voice and exuberant presence beside her, and two days since Lord Avondale had kissed her.

She had not been able to forget it, not even for a single moment. It had burned into her mind, forcing her to consider all that had occurred and filling her mind with such questions that she thought they might never leave her.

“You do not look well, Eliza.”

Starting with surprise, Eliza turned from the window where she had been looking for Lord Montrose’s carriage to see her mother walking towards her, a look of concern in her eyes.

“In fact, I should say that you have been looking a little unwell ever since our dinner party,” her mother continued, gently. “Titania confessed to me that she did not tell you about Lord Avondale’s invitation and I am truly sorry that she did not do as she ought. I would not have permitted his presence if I thought that you would have been so upset over his arrival.”

Eliza managed a tight smile, pressing her mother’s hand for a moment. “You need not apologize, Mama,” she said, quietly, her throat beginning to ache with unspoken emotion. “It is quite all right.”

Lady Whitehaven tipped her head, studying her daughter carefully. “Are you quite certain, Eliza?”

Eliza closed her eyes so as to stop any tears from forming in the corner of her eyes. “Mama, please do not question me. I am a little…troubled, I confess it.”

“Troubled?” her mother repeated, grasping Eliza’s hands tightly, which forced her to open her eyes. “My dear girl, why have you not spoken of this before? Do you not know that I am always here to listen to what you have to say? That I have a listening ear for any of your troubles?”

Eliza could not speak for a moment or two, such was the depth of her emotions. She did not want to break into sobs and fling herself around her mother’s neck for fear that Lord Montrose would be welcomed into the room. He was tardy already and she could not imagine what he would think if he saw her weeping in her mother’s arms.

“Come and sit down, Eliza,” Lady Whitehaven commanded, looking more and more concerned. “Please, my dear, you must do so at once. I am truly troubled at seeing you so distressed.”

Eliza had no other choice but to go with her mother, seating herself down in a chair whilst her mother took her by her elbow.

“Now,” Lady Whitehaven said, gently but with a firm look in her eye. “I can imagine that seeing Lord Avondale again is part of your present difficulties, is it not?” She looked keenly into Eliza’s eyes. “Did he speak to you, then? Has he told

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