I shoved aside the pain that blossomed in my heart at his question. Although his wife had abandoned him, he was still a married man. Of course he still felt something for her. Of course he wanted to know where she was.
The vicar’s eyes widened. He took another step backward and bumped into the mantelpiece. “I, I have not had a chance to speak to my son regarding...”
“Do not lie to me, vicar,” Marcus growled, advancing on the man.
“Henry, Henry…”
“Yes, what did Henry say?”
“I am very sorry, my lord, she… She passed away,” Mr. Collier stammered.
I chastised myself at the feeling of relief that ran through me.
Marcus stopped. He just stared at the man for a moment before turning away toward the window. “How? Did that bastard kill her too?”
“No! If you mean my son, no, he didn’t kil
