A Wicked Kind of Husband (Longhope Abbey, #1)

by Mia Vincy

“You probably don’t even remember my name.” “Of course I do. It’s Clarissa, isn’t it?” “Oh, well done, Josiah.”

When she forgot to be polite, she was highly entertaining. When she was being polite, on the other hand, he could cheerfully consign her to hell. “What happened to you last night?” she said. “It looks like someone punched you in the face.” “Someone did.” “Does that happen often?” “Not very.” “Oh.” She took a knife and quartered her pear. “Is that it?” he said. “I don’t know what you mean.” “That’s all you have to say? ‘Oh.’” She looked at him blankly. “Where’s the love and sympathy, wife? You aren’t wondering what happened? You aren’t wondering if I’m in pain? You aren’t wondering if your dear husband will be all right?” “Mainly I’m wondering why you don’t get punched in the face more often.”

She had to pass right by him and found herself pausing at his side. The bruise on his cheek caught her eye. “It does look like it hurts,” she said. “Although I daresay you deserved it. You are exceedingly infuriating.”

She gave an endearing huff. “You would need to be strong to carry your vanity, which must weigh more than a ton.”