The engagement is over. Done. Ended.”
She wrinkled her nose. “Don’t be absurd, darling. You can’t break an engagement just like that.”
Gray opened his mouth to protest, then stopped. “I can’t?”
“Of course not,” Francesca said firmly. “It just isn’t done among people like us. Stop this foolishness and act like you’re glad to see me.”
He took her arm and steered her toward the door. “I’d like to speak to you inside.”
She glanced toward the wagon and the waiting men. “Wait here. I’ll be back in a few moments.”
Gray eyed the heavily loaded wagon. “What is all that?”
“My clothing and personal effects. I’ve come to stay for a few days.”
He stared, mesmerized, at the wagon. “Clothes? All those trunks?” He counted eight—enough for an army. A well-dressed army.
Francesca smiled. “But of course. Just because you’re so rural doesn’t mean I have to be.”
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