Chapter 325. Man and WIfe

Proserpina

My voice broke as I stared at the floor, unable to see the looks on the faces of my children. Paddy’s fingers tightened as I continued,

‘No, it happened a long time ago, the boy…he’s older than Claude, I think but younger than you.’ I looked at the twins, appealing to them.

Piers was still holding my hand in his but I could feel the anger coursing through him.

He spun around abruptly,

“The f*cking old GOAT!’ he shouted and whirling about, went to stand beside the window, his shoulders bunched tightly with the effort of controlling his fury.

I saw Tara turn to Ria and ask in a stage whisper, eyes rounded in shock,

‘Is Piers calling Pappa a goat?’

I stood up and said my voice trembling with the effort,

“Piers. Don’t you DARE speak of your father in that way!’

He spun around and burst out.

“Mumma, you are …he doesn’t deserve you!’

And I saw to my sorrow that my eldest son was almost in t