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Using my brother's words, Wiley Easton was an insufferable ass. He not only forced my hand into marriage, but in the first town we came to we meet one of his strumpets. She might not look one to the average person, but a woman had an eye for these things. Miss Ethel Murbridge was a little too perfect, a little too relaxed and coy with Mr. Easton. My husband. How dare she flaunt herself and her charms to a married man? Of course, when he'd had his hands all over her charms he hadn't been married, but still. Ugh!
Not much was said over dinner, for I was so mad I assumed smoke was coming from my ears. He'd looked at me once and I'd glared back and from then on he'd kept his head down as he ate his steak and huckleberry cobbler. It was a smart move on his part for I had no interest
