Chapter 77: Heathford (3)
Seeing his downcast face reminded me of Jonathan (my dear younger brother). He looked just as dejected when he was scolded. I quietly whispered to Liam, “Don’t be too hard on him. He is your brother, after all.”
“But he called you…”
“Yes, he called me ‘sister-in-law.’ It was refreshing. I’m used to being called Mrs. Moore.”
Theodore Moore’s eyes sparkled. He must have thought I was fully committed to a future with Liam. His hands were up, and his eyes were twinkling, making me feel a bit uneasy. It would be easier to just send them both away and get some sleep.
“By the way, Mr. William Schofield Moore, you seem to have forgotten something.”
Liam flinched and glanced at me nervously. Yes, it’s scary being called by your full name, isn’t it? Makes you wonder what you did wrong.
“Your assistant desperately needs rest.”
Don’t forget the excuse you used.
Realising my point, Liam finally untangled his arms from their crossed position.