Chapter 191

She finally got it—why she'd been nibbling on those snacks even when she didn’t have much of an appetite these past few days. Partly because she didn’t want to make things awkward for the staff. But more than that, they actually hit the spot from time to time. “It was all Mr. Blackwood’s idea. He just never told you, and we weren’t allowed to say anything either,” the butler said, sounding a bit helpless. And looking at how tense things were between Clara and Ethan, clearly not getting any better, he couldn’t help but speak up. “Ma’am, I think Mr. Blackwood still cares about you,” he said after a pause. Clara stood there, dead still. No telling whether she took it to heart or didn’t hear a word of it. The butler sighed. “Ma’am… if you’d just give in a little, things might turn around. You’re his wife, after all.” Still no reaction from Clara. Give in? Ha. If it had been earlier—before things had completely fallen apart—maybe that would’ve worked. But now? When she’d touched a nerve by