Love My Son, Please

He didn't care for her. "You are mistaken. He did it so he would not be humiliated." He had feared her to be with child. It was confirmed now that she wasn't.

Lady Marjorie went quiet. When Beth looked at her, she had a soft smile on her lips. "Do you think my son cares about being humiliated or not?"

She nearly nodded. He married her, so he does care.

"He is the Duke of Carlisle. He only need mention it and the talks would cease." Her eyebrows furrowed. She sat up. "Could that be the reason you have avoided social life since the wedding?" Beth was quiet. "You need not torture yourself. I will set the rumour straight."

Beth panicked. "Oh please don't, My Lady. I only need to wait it out. Soon they would find another to talk about."

The Dowager Duchess held her eyes and she looked away. She was scared, but she did not want anyone to see it.