Surely the saints must be punishing him to demand that he face both Cholmeley and his grandfather together on the same day. The Duke of Westover stood, cane in hand, listening to the exchange between Christian and Cholmeley. His mouth was turned decidedly downward, his eyes glinting with their usual dark and disapproving light. Christian could almost hear the old man’s thoughts as loudly as if they were echoing throughout the room: What’s this, boy? I get you a perfectly acceptable wife and you lose her? What kind of duke do you expect to make if you can’t even keep a simple woman happy? But even as he thought this, Christian knew he could no more hold his grandfather responsible for his predicament than he could blame Grace for having left after the way he had treated her. He and he alone had brought this on. Christian waited in giving his response until the duke had come into his study, taking the chair beside Cholmeley. They exchanged a short greeting nod before both men turned to stare at Christian with twin looks of censure.
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