Chapter Twenty-One
Julian looked magnificent. He was the epitome of a sophisticated man about town. It nearly broke Cassandra’s heart. She just didn’t understand why he had taken to dressing this way.
She had just turned down Felbridge’s suit because he cared more for society’s opinion than for his own feelings for her. Could it be possible that Julian was the same way? Had the social success he had enjoyed at Lady Wynworth’s ball not been enough for him?
She watched as he was approached by matchmaking mamas, all wanting to introduce him to their title-seeking daughters. He bowed and was obviously as charming as he knew how, and the quiet ache in Cassandra’s heart grew in intensity.
It wasn’t that she wanted him for herself, she forcefully reminded herself. She was not interested in J
