Raylene alternated her gaze between the tall man and the little girl in this room with her.
Earlier, her husband had patted her hand to assure her that he would take care of everything.
Soon after, the child had lifted her head as though she was startled and ever since had been staring at her father with a look of disbelief in her eyes.
The Countess knew nothing of what the Earl might have said to their child for her to have such a strange reaction.
However, she placed her trust in him as she waited for him to complete the conversation they most probably were having by the means of their etchers who must be roaming around in their estate.
While Raylene waited patiently, the father and daughter were gazing at each other without blinking.
Rutherford knew that he was asking something difficult from her but it was for her own well-being.
Rutherford, tsk tsk!