Victor's lips twitched slightly.

He realized that he had overreacted.

It seemed as if he had inadvertently confessed.

He chided himself inwardly for losing his composure.

Victor raised his hand, rubbed his temples, and said gently, “I was just worried you might misunderstand. If you want to sleep in the guest room, then sleep in the guest room. Once you've recuperated, we'll consummate our marriage. Belle, we have plenty of ...