CHAPTER 21
Unexpectedly, Vidal slept a little in the master bedroom. More rested, he felt less inclined to despair. Rosalinda survived the surgery. She could very well survive altogether. Hoisting himself out of the bed, he trudged uncomfortably across the room and flopped gracelessly down on an embroidered armchair. Scarcely had he settled when he heard a knock on the door.
“Come in,” he called.
Julia peeked into the room. “Your wife is awake. She is well. She wants to see you now.”
Vidal leaped to his feet, racing through the adjoining door into the lady’s chamber before Julia could even get out of the way
Inside, oh joy, Rosalind lay on her side, awake and calm, the baby cuddled close to her. She looked up at him with soft green eyes. He could see pain in her expression, but not ag
