"Yes," she said as she calmed Jacob down, or what was the other boy's name? Damn it, she hated not being in control of her situation. She didn't explain that she was merely moving from one bad place to another. Well, unless her husband decided to take it easier on her than he had been. At least she didn't have to see him naked, that would have added insult to injury in her book. Once the child was not so fussy, she placed him back next to his sleeping brother and then touched his face. How could someone be the seed of the devil yet look so very innocent? Perhaps if she raised both boys right, they would not have the curse their father had, and now that they had the protection of another man's name, there would be no reason to worry about their grandparents interfering with things. The last thing she needed was the Carringtons involved with the rearing of her children. It was bad enough to have to be called a Meijer though.

She moved to sit down, easily winded still since giving birth. She was glad she was leaving the brothel even still. She didn't think she had another year in her on her back.