Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha’s Scentless Bride: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 46

I said my father’s sentence perfectly, and it sent him after the wrong person.He left it a whole day, and leaving it is worse than asking at once.I had it coming that same night, lying in the dark with my coat over a chair and a man’s thumb still somewhere behind my eyes.Then I had it coming at breakfast. Then I had it coming through a morning with nothing in it, and every hour of that morning charged me something, and by two o’clock I was paying interest on a question nobody had put.A thing you are braced for all day costs more than a thing that arrives. Any woman who has waited outside a study door will tell you the same and none of us can prove it.The long room runs the width of that house and has nine windows down one side.He was at the near end with two sheets laid out and he did not stand up, which is how I knew it was business and not the other thing.Nadira Vale was at the far end with the linen list.And the door onto the passage stood wide open.I priced the room befor

My father sent two jars, and they cost me every figure I had.The crate came up in a week when nothing comes up out of the Lowmarch.The river road was under water. It goes under every spring at the south crossing, the carters know it, the house knows it, and anything on the wrong side of it waits.This did not wait.Three men and two days at a flooded ford, for a box the size of a bread tin.I did not ask who had sent them down there and nobody told me, and when I worked it out a long while afterwards I was not able to do anything with it except sit on a step.Three men off the work lists in the week the low fields want drains. A cart and a pair. Two nights’ lodging at a crossing inn with a flooded river between it and home.What I thought at the time was that the post in that house ran well, and that nobody had looked

I have been bricking my own mother in since I was eleven.I went back two days later because he is the only person in three hundred miles who answers a question.Not kindly. Kindly is no use to me and never has been. He answers it the way it is asked, in order, with the part he does not know marked as the part he does not know, and there is nobody else in the north who does that for anybody.He had the paper out before I sat down.I understood a long time afterwards that he had been in that room for two days waiting on me, with a clean sheet squared to the edge of the bench.He had worked out what the next question was going to be, and he was not going to make me ask it standing up.“Everybody is going to tell you the smell is the loss,” he said. “It is not. Sit down and I will put it on paper.”I need