“It’s ready.” As he glanced at Win’s golden beauty, it seemed his expression turned even surlier, if such a thing were possible. As if a word puzzle had just solved itself in her brain, that stolen glance made a few things clear to Amelia. Merripen wasn’t attending the dinner that evening because he was trying to avoid being in a social situation with Win. He was trying to keep a distance between them, while at the same time, he was desperately worried about her health.
