Chapter Eleven
One might have thought Hannah would have finally succumbed to Jarrett Cain and his scheme for her. After the last night, he plainly wanted her. But he wouldn’t have her unless she freely gave up the husband she was sworn to. He didn’t need an angry farmer after him, wreaking revenge. He was hoping that by that time, she might have resigned herself to the truth he’d laid out so plainly for her. She’d give up her husband and those silly ideas of virtuousness, finally giving in to what was obviously true about her tainted character. But the man’s illusions were as much pipe dreams as Hannah’s hopes that the nightmare was just that, a terrible dream.
In the morning, completely sober, Hannah gave way to another pang of remorse and guilt. She was crying when Jarrett entered her
