He sent his wife a besotted look. Hers, in return, was more muted, and contained clear doubt as to whether Lord Welmotte would be as swayed by her charms as his son had been. Did it contain love? Did it matter? People used one another. People made partnerships, romantic and otherwise, for every reason under the sun. Did it make a difference if he was being played, as long as they were both getting what they wanted out of it? At least she’d have to stay with him, to take advantage of what he could offer.
