Chapter 17

Roselyn's POV

“Excuse me, Madam, do you know the place to…” I paused my pretense of not knowing she was the one, before asking for direction from her, our gaze meeting at once.

“You…” We chorused together.

“What are you doing here?” She asked, shielding her son away from me, and acting all nervous. She must not want me to know about her son.

“Too late, Miss Catherine. I've already seen him. He must be your son, seeing how you're protecting him from me. But then, I never heard of your marriage. Could your wedding have been done in secret? But why? The Miss Catherine I know would have opted for a societal wedding. Were you perhaps pregnant with him before the marriage, or is it a child born out of wedlock? ” I asked, giving her a once-over.

“You seem quite interested in my marriage, Miss Roselyn, could it perhaps have something to do with how your wedding was shattered?” She asked, marching my energy, as she rolled her eyes at me.