Austell returned home, the butler directed her to her husband’s study when she inquired after his whereabouts. She knocked on the door and then pushed it open just as Jason called, “Yes?” Upon seeing her, her husband rose from his spot, a frown marring his too handsome face. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” Pippa could only shake her head. Nothing from that afternoon made any sense at all. “I’m not sure.” Jason stepped around his desk, and then crossed the floor to stand before her. “Something is troubling you.” He caressed her cheek, and his light blue eyes filled with concern. “Tell me.” Pippa heaved a sigh, smiling up at him. No matter what Harry or anyone else thought, Jason truly was a wonderful, devoted husband. “I just came from Marston House.” “And you met the object of Harrison’s affections.” Pippa cringed. “That’s just it, Jason. The girl is so strange. I can’t imagine what Harry sees in her.” Jason’s brow rose slightly, as though to say he thought Harry was fairly strange himself.
