By the next morning, Emma’s decision to leave Will was final. All that was left was to put her plan into motion. She arrived at their mansion, taking it in. Soon this would no longer be her home. Perhaps then the guilt of betraying Conrad would leave. She would no longer be partaking of his generosity. That should assuage her shame.
“Good morning, Mrs. Stewart,” one of the housekeepers greeted her. She cringed at the name. “Would you like to have some breakfast prepared?”
“Yes please. Would you prepare two portions for me to take with me? I’d like to bring some to my father.”
“Of course. I’ll get started on that immediately.”
“Is Mr. Stewart home?”
“No ma’am.”
“Okay. Thank you.”
“Of course, ma’am. I shall go prepare your breakfast now.” The housekeeper we
