The Imposter Bride by Sallie Woods

Chapter 205

Rowell reeled a bit under Natalia’s accusations and was unable to formulate a defense. Lena’s death had not been his intention. He had been fond of her, but he hadn’t loved her.

Not yet.

He was an count- with power, wealth, and women aplenty. Yet he was also the most impoverished, for he had never understood what love truly was.

As Natalia and Callum began to walk away, Rowell called after them. His voice was tinged with desperation. “Natalia, I… I can make amends.”

He had no shortage of women, but he had sincere intentions toward this child, who bore his bloodline. She was his daughter, a part of him, and deserved nothing but the best. She should never have been left to fend for herself. If other earls or dukes found out, he’d get so embarrassed. So when Natalia left with Callum, Rowell begged her to stay. He couldn’t bear the thought of a scandal.

Natalia, however, had no interest in understanding Rowell’s thoughts. She just wanted to get as far away from these people as possible.

“Cal, let’s go,” Natalia said, ignoring Rowell’s pleas and briskly heading for the car.

Seeing Natalia’s aversion to Rowell, Callum didn’t bother with niceties. He slipped into the car and drove off without a backward glance.

Rowell watched the car disappear into the distance, he felt a hollow pang. This daughter he had just met was so much like him in his younger

had been watching from the sidelines, finally spoke up.

and she quickly released his hand,

to the core by your mother. You’re an embarrassment!” With that, Rowell stormed off, leaving Alice fuming but afraid to speak up.

driving Natalia away. The atmosphere inside the car was heavy. Natalia

up. We can’t bring the dead back to life. It breaks my heart to see you like this Callum said, glancing

managed a weak smile, but it looked more like a grimace.

to

agreed, even though he knew

home. But he couldn’t bear to see Natalia upset, nor

simple wish to lay her mother

do you plan to

to leave my mom here any longer. It’s been over twenty years since she’s been home, and I want

Callum could only agree.

a quick phone call to

with a laugh. “Silly girl, you’re my fiancée. I should