After all, she knew Charles well enough to understand what kind of person he was. If he were genuinely sincere, he would never say something so sweet. But to Anna , it was clear that he was up to no good.
Emily , sitting across from Anna, had a much different reaction. She was overthinking every little detail. Because Anna was his wife, she was different—she was outside the limits of his germophobia. Of course, they were married; kissing was a regular occurrence, so why would eating food she served him be a big deal?
Before, even if Emily harbored inappropriate feelings for Charles , she managed to control her reactions. But now, watching this handsome, refined man she coveted being tender with Anna, the jealousy twisting inside her was unbearable.
Her father, Alexander , had told her t
