It Happened One Autumn (Wallflowers, #2)

by Lisa Kleypas

But sometimes the truth was not easy to digest.

“All husbands are unfaithful in one way or another.”

Perhaps he has stayed true to me physically—one can never be certain about these things. But his work has proved a more jealous and demanding mistress than a flesh-and-blood woman could ever be. All his dreams are invested in that collection of buildings and employees and legalities that absorb him to the exclusion of all else. If my competition had been a mortal woman, I could have borne it easily, knowing that passion fades and beauty lasts but an instant.

“All husbands are unfaithful in one way or another.”

“Every friendship has its scars. And I believe if St. Vincent had understood the strength of my feelings for the woman, he wouldn’t have pursued her. In this case, however, I couldn’t allow the past to repeat itself. You’re too . . . important . . . to me.”