A Family of her Own: Second Chance Regency Romance (Book 3) by Pearson Rose

Author:Pearson, Rose
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Landon Hill Media
Published: 2021-05-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Claveston spoke only briefly with his father before the duke got back into his carriage and returned to London. Mrs. Grint caught him in the hallway as his father’s carriage crunched out of sight and told him of the scene with Gertrude, and the duke’s private talk with Miss Lefebvre in his study. She had also told him that Miss Lefebvre had hurried away from the house looking just as upset as his sister had been before her. He had dithered for a moment, wondering which of the young women he should go to first.

He glanced outside and heard a scream. He rushed towards it, then stopped as he saw Cormick heading in the same direction. Claveston stood perfectly still as he watched his friend greet Miss Lefebvre. He waited, expecting them both to return to the house. Miss Lefebvre would not speak alone in the woods with a gentleman. She knew better than to risk her reputation that way. But time ticked by and still they talked together, smiling and laughing. He felt a surge of fury course through him. He had not welcomed Cormick into his home, for him to get in the way of Claveston’s intentions towards Miss Lefebvre.

But what were his intentions? Claveston knew he liked her. He knew that she was nothing like any woman he had ever known before. She was unfazed by his wealth and position. She cared nothing for possessions and displays of grandeur. She liked the simple things, a good book, a fine meal, and good company. It was no wonder she enjoyed talking with Cormick. The man was the most genial companion Claveston had – and he was unaffected by his father’s wealth and status, and the expectations upon him, though he had no title and no estate to inherit. As he watched his friend and the woman he was coming to love, he was envious of them both. They would make a fine match.

He turned on his heel and went back inside. His sister needed him, even if Miss Lefebvre did not. Gertrude had been doing so well, up until his mother had announced her imminent departure. To have Papa return home and then turn around and leave immediately would have been too much for her to bear. He rushed up the stairs and found her peering out of the window in Miss Lefebvre’s parlor, looking out over the formal gardens, down towards the woods. She had red, puffy eyes and streaks upon her cheeks.

“What are you doing in here?” he asked her as he sat down and hugged her tightly. “These are Miss Lefebvre’s private chambers.”

“I know. I saw her run out of the house from my own window. She headed this way,” Gertrude said, nodding towards the woodland. “She looked very upset.”

“I believe Papa spoke with her before he left,” Claveston said, rolling his eyes.

“Oh, poor Miss Lefebvre,” Gertrude said. “He no doubt blamed her for my bad behavior.”

“I am sure he probably did,” Claveston agreed. “Are you quite alright, little one? You must have been so excited to see him.

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