Liliette’s eyes widened in disbelief. It was as if someone had spoken to her in a foreign tongue. She had never imagined hearing such words from her father’s mouth.
“Had that not been the case, I would have discarded her and taken in a new woman when you left the manor with her. Why else would I have spent time and money to find her?” Shylock continued.
Liliette’s head spun, and a ringing filled her ears. It felt as though someone was pulling her hair from both sides. Fury and despair gnawed at her in equal measure.
“How could you call that love?” she managed to stammer. It was nothing more than an investment and return. She, along with everyone else, knew this.
