Chapter 109

Chapter 109:

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His voice dropped into a velvet plea. “Honey, let me move back into this room.”

“No.” She turned her face away, like a door shutting.

That night still stung. She had ordered his bedding moved into her room, only for him to reject her in front of the household staff. The humiliation had burned; the servants must have thought she was throwing herself at him, desperate to share his bed. Did he expect her to have no pride at all?

“Honey, please…” Andrew burrowed against her chest, nuzzling like a spoiled boy.

She pushed his head away. “Do not call me that.”