I, on the other hand, say that there’s nothing wrong with expressing normal brotherly concern, and I refuse to apologize for questioning the methods of a man who hasn’t married the woman carrying his child. I have every reason to doubt him. But I’ll give credit where credit is due—Ward has been handling this situation well, at least since he returned with Louisa last night. Both mother and child are fine, but the doctor recommended she take it easy for a few days, and Ward has insisted that she stay in bed this morning. I even saw him take breakfast up to her earlier. Maybe there’s a good man hiding beneath that grubby exterior after all. But that doesn’t mean I owe him an apology. Besides, I have other things to handle today, like helping greet our guests. They’ve been arriving since noon, and we’ve been helping them get settled in their rooms. Lily’s currently leading her coworker Morgan and her husband up to their suite, so when a silver sedan pulls up in front of the house, I go out to welcome them.
