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A Fortune In Love

Chapter 9 New Horizons

Word Count: 1133    |    Released on: 12/07/2024

w home. The thought seemed surreal, like a dream I couldn't quite grasp. Just days ago, I was Sarah Jenki

ided through. I tried to steady my breathing as we wound up the long driveway, ma

pulled up to the front of a mansion that looked like

you," I managed, my voi

elegant woman emerged. Her silver hair was swept up in a perfe

m Mrs. Fairfax, the housekeeper. Mr. Reid asked me

my new husband hadn't been here to greet me him

of place, like a child playing dress-up in her mother's clothes. The opulence around me was overwhelmi

rfax explained as we climbed a sweeping staircase. "M

ught about which room I'd prefer? It seemed at odds wit

t. A sitting room opened onto a bedroom with a massive four-poster be

fax said. "Dinner is at seven in the mai

k. This was my life now. This enormous, empty house. A husband who was mor

lost in thought, before a knock at

lled, hastily s

in a tailored suit. "Sarah," he said, his voice softer than I'd

nd him in this intimate setting. "

"I imagine it would be. I apologize for not being here wh

ly, though part of me fel

ow this isn't a conventional start to a marriage. But I want you to

first time since our whirlwind wedding. Behind the polished exterior, I saw a hi

oftly. "I... I want t

te name. Lachlan reached out, his hand hovering near my cheek for

hing into his pocket. He pulled out a

e was a delicate gold locket, antique by t

ed. "She always said it brought her luck. I thou

w of sentimentality from a man I'd thought incapa

transformed his face. "May I?" h

skin, sending a shiver down my spine. When I turned back to face him, we were standin

rt of me wanted him to, craved that connecti

," he said, his businesslike tone ba

leave, I calle

door, looking b

y hand going to the locket a

n his lips. "Welcome home, Sarah," he said

his man was a puzzle, one moment the cold businessman, the next showin

ught my eye. On the ornate writing desk by the window sa

laying a single document. My heart

chlan Reid: Everyth

nd reading further. Did I want to know the truth? Could I trust what w

the document, unaware that this simple

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