Chapter Twenty One
Locked with the husband.
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“And what about Alistair?”
There was a pause from Severin. As his eyes faced his wife, he saw the panic struck in her face. Nobody could lie to him so blatantly, and he knew that her worries were serious as they could be. “You should call him by his name from now on.”
“But-”
“He’s your son, Roseanne. I do not think he minds if you call him by his name.”
She nodded her head, admitting defeat. Thanks to the hold up of that creepy priest, she needed to spend the night in the room prepared for them. As they were a married couple, it was natural that there is only a single room spared for them. Roseanne had barely remembered ever spending a room with her husband alone.
But she knew better than anyone that Severin would not request another
