Bab 170: No Need to Argue

"Good evening, husband."

William jolted in surprise and nearly stumbled in the semi darkness of the bedchamber, the moment he heard Camilla's voice.

Fuck, thought William. Is nothing at all fated to go my way these days? What am I supposed do now?

Her voice was placid and sweet, which surprised him. William had assumed Camilla would be ready to tear him to shreds the moment she saw him, given he'd been deliberately ignoring her and avoiding visiting for the last few days.

"Good evening, wife." he replied. "I, uh, just need to grab a couple of things. I didn't mean to disturb your rest. I thought you'd already be asleep."

"Hmmm. You thought or you hoped?" Camilla's voice was still sweet but the edge in it was unmissable.