The Heiress Escape

otsteps were silent as they placed dish a

folded in her lap. Her heart was he

canned Suzanne with barely concealed disdain. Every detail of her appearance, from her

ong has it

. Deliberate. She didn't even look at Suzanne as she sp

She knew exactly wh

ly. Her voice was steady, bu

mirk. She set her knife and for

iage and not even a

g in the air

ooks for the Langford family, Suza

e. Across the table, her husband, Charles Langford, remained sil

e said quietly, forcing herself

eaned back in her chai

er head, al

used. Then, with a pointed look, she added, "Perhaps the problem isn't just physical, Suzanne

s hit li

d to lash out, to tell Beatrice exactly what sh

he di

go that arguing would

tered. His tone was more annoyed than protec

issive hand. "Don't i

e isn't going to take her duties seriously,

as all she was to them. A means to produ

om opened. A servant ente

d standing abruptly. "Excuse me," she said. Her voic

" Beatrice commande

her instincts screamed for her to leave. B

nto her chair,

oftened into something that resembled pit

nd how important this is for our family. The Langfords have a legacy

mind, each one a weight drag

ted to

she wasn't some broodmare whose

he co

re. No

He rubbed his temples as if the enti

ust drop this for tonigh

annoyed. "Fine. But thi

knife, resuming her meal

gone. She stared at her unto

r life com

ion to marry Charles. She had believed in their lo

ressive dining room, she felt

l events, topics that Suzanne had no interest in. She nodded alon

nally ended, she

room, closing the door behind her. Leanin

as she struggled

r slamm

es stormed into the room. His ex

me?" he growled. His voice was low but cutting. "W

was still spinning fro

rose with disbelief. "Charles, she

interrupted, s

t suffocating. She ins

ripped with mockery. "Because that's

throat. Anger flared in h

d finish, his h

ang throug

fr

rce. Slowly, she turned ba

ay a hand on me a

ied to

bed her

iron as he dragg

face void of regret.

laced with c

ne? Run away? You've got nowhere

barely above a wh

ip tig

r word, he yan

tricted as he dragge

ained. Too exha

her onto t

start doing what's expected of you," he hissed. His

lf up. Her chest

anger left. O

m. Her voice was

t o

. His gaze burne

anne. You won't lik

at him. "You w

he moment the wo

ence fell b

, he unbuckl

s deafening

ach you a lesson

s were slow.

down Suzan