The next morning, when Charlotte woke, the housekeeper was already busy making breakfast.

Julian hadnt come home last night. It was safe to assume hed stayed with that woman and her child.

Pulling out a chair, she sat down, just about to start her meal when her phone rang. It was Ella, her voice trembling with tears. "Lotte, I know marrying into a wealthy family hasnt been easy for you," she began, her words forming an emotional quicksand. "But this timeplease, for ...