‘What are you talking about?’ she queried, with her throat contracting. ‘The fact that your sister was pregnant with another man’s child when she married my brother, and that you knew about it!’ The colour leeched out of Lauren’s face, and for those few moments when she couldn’t speak she saw hard grooves deepening around Emiliano’s mouth. ‘So you did know.’ His voice was barely a whisper. ‘No.’ She was shaking her head, her answer little more than a croak. ‘Are you saying she didn’t tell you?’ Harsh scepticism ran through every word. ‘No!’ It was an adamantly voiced denial. ‘I mean...’ ‘Yes?’ he prompted, like a cold, remorseless interrogator and not the man who had made those vows to her so sincerely and apparently lovingly just a few hours ago. ‘I mean that when Vikki left Angelo she...she told me she had said some awful things to him.
