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“Oh God, Peter!” Isobel gasped, eyeing the bloodied mass of her husband His white shirt was stained pink with blood It was obvious, even through his dirty and torn shirt, that he was covered in numerous cuts and bruises, and entle hand upon his chest, she sed a sob and heaved a sigh at the gentle rise and fall of his chest “He’s alive,” she declared softly, her voice tre with relief “He’s alive!”

Swiping at the tears from her eyes, she turned towards Manvers “Go outside - whatever you do take someone with you, and check to see if Dos back to me”

Manvers eyed the oddess about her that was a sight to behold Personally he had had his doubts that she had survived all alone for twoa lady of quality and all that, but seeing the cold, battle-hardened determination on her face, he had no hesitation in her ability to handle such a dire circumstance This wasn’t a woman ould collapse into uncontrollable sobs; this was a woht He could see why she had captured the

his decision, he led two armed footmen out of the front door, to do as his mistress ordered

“We have to get hi, to carry him on?” Peter raised a brow to Sebastian, who quickly dispatched twosuitable

Isobel carefully cushioned the door that appeared with an array of blankets, issuing brisk orders to Mrs Holco her husband to their suite of rooms

Doht, and had instructed the lady’s rooms to be stripped, just in case Isobel took it in ry with him As a result, the master suite had become softer and held several feminine touches, and had become the main suite for the Lord and Lady of the house

Thethe opportunity to remove his sodden cloak from beneath him As they worked, neither Isobel nor Peter needed to question as responsible They knew exactly who had done this Rupert

Rage poured through Isobel with a fiery fury that caused her hands to tremble

“Are you alright?” Peter asked, eyeing her pale cheeks as she began to strip the shirt off her husband

Teeth clenched, she nodded brusquely, and continued to tug and pull until the top half of her husband’s chest was laid bare

“Maybe you should leave hiet hi to ease Isobel toward the door

“No!” Isobel shot hiue “He ishere that I have not already seen before” Her teeth were clenched to stop the her considerably to hold on to her anger She could collapse into uncontrollable sobs when Dominic’s needs were seen to, and she had seen for herself the full extent of his injuries

“We don’t kno bad he is, Isobel,” Peter said, staying her hands as they worked on the fastenings of his cuffs

“It isn’t anything I haven’t already seen before,” Isobel repeated, glaring across Do him to understand that she had seen, and experienced, her fair share of bruises and grazes to be able to assess just how bad Doet these clothes off him, preferably before he catches a chill on top of his injuries” She shot her brother a hard look, “Are you going to help me or not?”