Her eyes glistened with tears, but her lips were firm with determination. He felt gutted. The lack of any tender regards in her gaze hurt him far worse than he could have ever imagined.
What makes you think I could ever be persuaded to marry you? “Tell me why you will not marry me. If this is because of my foolish words yesterday I—”
Her expression became even more unreadable. “Good-bye, Your Grace.” She spun and made to exit the garden.
He grabbed her hand, halting her retreat.
She rounded on him like a tigress. “You will not touch me again without my consent, Your Grace, and I can assure you it will never be given.”
Lucan released her. “Tell me what happened,” he demanded. “When I was foolish enough to discourage you from me, you pursued me all the way to my club demanding an answer. Answers I gave truthfully. I now demand to know why you reject my offer, and let me inform you, Lady Constance, you do not want me pursuing you for the truth.”
She vibrated with indignation. “I owe you no such courtesy, but I will tell you, and then you may never darken my doorstep again. Do you think I could marry the man that deliberately left me open to ridicule and scorn? The man who sought to use me so cruelly to exact revenge against my brother? All your kisses were lies. Our laughter and passion were lies. The thing that has hurt me most was revealed by you. And it was all done so spitefully. You told the world of my bastardy, Lucan.”
A harsh sob ripped from her, and she pressed her fist into her stomach. Tears ran down her cheeks, and her voice went hoarse. “You have brought hurt to me and my family in the most abominable way. I have no friends. We are not called upon. My mother and I were given the cut direct too many times to count, and this repulsion from society was done by your design. Yet you stand here and tell me you love me and you wish to marry me? You have no heart to bear affections, Your Grace.”
Everything inside of him crumbled. He stepped closer to her. “Constance, please let me explain. I had all intentions of telling you today how incredibly stupid I have been and to beg your forgiveness. I—”
She stumbled away from him, and he dropped the hand he had held out in entreaty.
She drew herself up, though he could see what it cost her to hold onto her composure. She seemed brittle, as if she was holding on from breaking down and screaming at him. “There is nothing for you to explain. I understand enough. You told me your sister was ruined and driven to her death. For that I cannot express enough sympathy despite the fact that I did not know her. She must have been lovely to command such depth of love and loyalty, where you would be driven to ruin another in a similarly cold and cruel fashion. You are heartless to hold me accountable for the sins of others, Your Grace. For while my brother was a young foolish man to have been embroiled with a married woman, your sister must have been fully aware she was also a married woman having an affair!”
Lucan fought to stave off the anger that washed over him. “Do not speak ill of my sister, or of a situation I can see you still do not comprehend,” he snarled.
She jerked back, her eyes wide and her frame trembling.
He slapped his hat against his thigh, burying the flare of emotions. It would not do for the two of them to be in such a state. “Condemn me if you must, hate me if you must, but do not breathe a word that would taint Marissa’s character further after all your brother has done. You judge me, and I deserve your reproach, but she does not. You claim your brother was a young and foolish man, only misguided, but I am cruel and heartless for attempting to do the same thing he himself executed on my sister?”
Constance sucked in a harsh breath. “You dare compare my brother’s actions to those of yours? You have used me in the most hurtful of ways. What was his error but in loving a woman that was already married? I do not seek to besmirch your sister’s good name, I only seek to defend my brother whom you hold in such contempt.”
“Your brother took my sister’s innocence then refused to marry her. Her connections were too low for him to make her his duchess. But not low enough to keep her as his mistress even after she wed. But his greatest crime against her, was that he abandoned her when she needed him. Has your beloved brother explained his actions to you? For I will never see them in a favorable and forgiving light.”
She shook her head as if in a daze. “Yet you want to marry me with such continued contempt for my family? I think, Your Grace, it is yourself you are unable to forgive.”
Lucan jerked as if she had slapped him.
Tears split down her cheeks. “Do not leave thinking you have not had your revenge on my brother. You succeeded well. If you wanted to hurt me as how he must have hurt your sister, you have succeeded. That you set out to cause me harm is unforgivable. You deliberately revealed the circumstances of my birth to society, and encouraged all to remember. My heart is shredded, and I feel as if I have lost everything. I feel no hope…only anger and pain.” Tumultuous emotions blazed in her green eyes.