LAUREEN'S POV
Dinner time was drawing near and I dreaded it because I knew that it was injury time, even though Tristan had delivered me in the afternoon, I doubted this time we would be able to escape his father's numerous questions about our relationship.
I kept thinking and coming up with numerous ideas on how to avoid him and skip dinner but there was no forthcoming one that could be used to out smart a person who was that old and had been in the business of marriage.
Finally, Elizabeth had come up with my meal and mentioned that Tristan was eating in his study and I would eat in my room as well. It was the best news I had heard in a while and I relaxed. But somehow, I was afraid and doubted that Mr Rhyde would allow us to eat on our own. He didn't seem like that kind of person.
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