Giselle lost all her composure and charged upstairs, splurging recklessly on several outfits for women before storming back home.

As dusk fell, Henry returned home, his countenance dark as storm clouds, sending shivers down the spines of the household staff with his foreboding presence.

Giselle pretended not to notice and settled herself in the dining room, savoring the chef’s latest New Zealand culinary delights.

After a lingering silence, Henry’s voice cut through the ...