Securing The Heir: A Wife's Triumph

by Seraphina' s dramatic apology and her fe

terests, Elara," he' d said, a touch of a

. I nearl

my well-being, perfectly. She fluttered around me, offering me teas and

them closer, just as before

na has been such a help, but I worry she' s not comfortable in the main house.

erned. "Is she

ak grove? It' s so peaceful there. And it' s quite close to your private office wing, isn't it? She could have he

hem the perfect, undisturbed place for their aff

llent idea, Elara. Very thoughtful. It is much quiet

. The clandestine meetings,

just want everyone

. The cottage was charming, isolated, and mo

with triumph she thought I couldn't see. "

ely s

betrayals beg

er special "health tonics" in the sunroom. It was a vile,

d," sending the hot liquid splashing all

ied, clutching her arm, h

identally" just walked

a! What h

a look of pained accusation. "It... it was an accident. I think... I think I bump

that I was somehow to blame, either

ra! You need to be more careful! Seraphina is tr

.." I began, feign

k at her, she' s in pain! You' re pregnant, you should b

fatuated, already

ounded, innocent wife. "I... I' m so sorry,

yred smile. "It' s alright, Ela

over Seraphina, insisting on calling a doctor

Seraphina out of the ro

o, a cold smile

exactly as I remembered.

nd devotion to her – it w