The Runaway Governess. Liz Tyner

I would not wish to spend the rest of my life with the lingering question in the minds of others as to whether I truly attacked you or not.’

      She balled her fists within his hands. ‘I will tell them. I will tell them all.’

      ‘You may,’ he said. ‘Other questions will arise that neither of us particularly care to be subjected to. You will be seen as a woman afraid to tell the truth about a wayward viscount’s son for fear of repercussions. I do not have a...’ He searched for a word. ‘A sombre past.’