The Greek's Pregnant Bride

Chapter 52

‘I do?’ Evanthia asked, picking one of the suitcases up.

‘I can do it,’ Alessandra answered with a smile. ‘Thank you for the offer.’

Evanthia started talking, gesturing wildly.

Not having the faintest idea what the housekeeper was saying or what her gestures meant, Alessandra smiled and nodded politely. Eventually Evanthia bustled off after making gestures Alessandra thought might have indicated food.

As soon as she was alone in her room she set about unpacking, hanging her clothes in the empty dressing room.

A dressing room that would only ever contain feminine clothes.

Silly little Alessandra, she thought, folding into drawers the new underwear she’d brought expecting her husband to remove them.

She could wear bloomers and he would neither know nor care.

herself to believe their marriage could be like a

to believe that Christian could be someone in whom she could trust, not only with

seedlings and ripped them up, a reminder that he’d never wanted the garden in

their wedding night? Out of duty?

because she was there and

lack of sexual experience that had failed to recognise it for what

he expect them to sleep together

question. The humiliation of his answer would be too

experience she’d found so special and fulfilling had been all one-sided. Christian had been going through the

think she was so special that Casanova Markos would want to share a bed with her

anything they hadn’t previously agreed. She had to accept things as they were, not as she now wished they could

green land surrounding the villa. Flat and one-dimensional and not a

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