Page 90 of Give Him a Chance

“I am a viscount,” Bernard blurted out, pulse thumping painfully. “I’m a viscount, Lucy. I’m Viscount Moray—”

“You wish to tease me, after all this?” Lucy said bitterly, turning away and storming past him. “You really are low.”

She entered the drawing room and slammed the door behind her before Bernard could reach it—but as he rushed forward and was about to open the door to go after her, he heard it.

The sound of Lucy’s sobs.

“Oh, Papa!”

“Oh, my darling girl!”

“Come here. Mother’s got you.”

“You’ll always have us, Luce.” That was Lord Percy’s voice. “You’ll always have us.”

Bernard’s fingers had already twisted the handle, but he did not push the door open. He hesitated, listening painfully to the sobs from within the room. Then he twisted the handle back to its position and released it.

Time for him to go.