Sicilian Husband, Unexpected Baby
Emma felt the frisson of very real fear sliding over her skin. She looked at the lanky blond man standing in front of her and composed her face carefully—because the last thing she could afford to do was panic.
'But I can't afford any more rent, Andrew,' she said quietly. 'You know that.'
The man shrugged apologetically but his expression didn't change. 'And I'm not running a charity. I'm sorry, Emma—but I could get four times the amount I'm charging you if I put it back on the market.'
Like a robot, Emma nodded. Of course he could. Pretty little cottages in pretty little English towns were snapped up like hot cakes. Everyone, it seemed, was into rural living these days.
The man hesitated. 'Isn't there anyone you could ask? Anyone who could help? What about your husband?'
Quickly, Emma stood up, fixing a crumpled attempt at a smile to her lips and wondering if it fooled anyone. Just the very mention of the man she had married had the power to make her feel weak, but weakness had no place in her life, not any more. She simply couldn't afford to let it. 'It's very kind of you to be concerned, but it's my problem,' she said.
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