To have a short talk with the chauffeur, he moved away and pulled his shirt cuffs down. On the spotless driveway Elizabeth waited patiently, watching him.A cold breeze caused the palm leaves all around to rustle and Elizabeth shivered a bit, tightening her coat around herself. Her mind was working rapidly. She didn't think she could read him today. Was Henri merely playing out a long and cruel game of corporate and personal manipulation, or did he really care for her enough to stay by her if she told the truth? If she looked him straight in the eye and said, "I'm carrying your child", would he hold her or would his corporate defence retreat once again?When Henri came back, he appeared completely unaware of the stream of questions bubbling behind her quiet eyes. He moved up beside her, putting his hand casually around the back of her, his long fingers spreading out comfortably over the small of her back. The contact was warm, possessive and electric, and then he led her up the broad
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