CHAPTER 51

Edmund didn't move. He took the punch. He pretty much deserved it seeing the way his response came out the wrong way.

"What kind of beast are you?" asked Lord Spencer as he massaged his fist that hurt from the punch. He wished he hadn't done that, but the pain in his fist was the least of his problems, "So all those nights I saw you sneaking into her room through the window was a mistake? And putting her in this awful position too was a mistake. Maybe I should have shot you in the balls on the first night."

"That wouldn't have stopped me from seeing her." Or impregnating her, he wanted to add. "What I was trying to say was none of what is happening right now was intentional. I tried to stop myself from seeing her, but nothing I did worked. I had been careful enough not to get her pregnant, but one can't be careful enough, can they?" Lord Spencer's eyes narrowed at the young man. If he didn't know better, he would have said the man was happy about the pregnancy.