The Sheikh's Secret Babies(53)

Of course he didn’t want his wife connecting with a bitter old woman he had heard described as a fantasist! Of course he didn’t want his grandmother trying to poison Chrissie with her undying hatred of his family! Chrissie already had all too many reasons to think badly of him. Furthermore, with his long-awaited meeting with Yusuf due to take place that very afternoon, Jaul was ready to confront the last of the devils that had haunted him since his receipt of Yusuf’s note of apology, but quite understandably on edge at the prospect. Only when he was convinced that he knew everything could he talk honestly to Chrissie. There would be no more secrets between them, no unanswered questions or doubts. His wife deserved that from him at the very least.

‘I visited Sophie because I hoped that in some way...goodness knows how...I might be able to heal the family rift,’ Chrissie told him ruefully.

‘A compassionate thought,’ Jaul conceded grittily. ‘What did she tell you about my family?’

Chrissie breathed in deep, mustering her courage. ‘That your grandfather had concubines while he was married to her.’

Jaul looked at her in wonderment. ‘She told you...that? Seriously?’

Chagrined by his patent disbelief, Chrissie murmured quietly, ‘And I believed her.’

Jaul threw back his broad shoulders, his anger as instant and shattering as a sudden clap of thunder on a hot, humid day. ‘That’s a most offensive untruth...an outrageous calumny!’

‘Is it?’ Chrissie almost whispered because the atmosphere was so explosive it was as if all the oxygen were being sucked into a void. ‘Because, naturally, after being told that I have to ask you if you—’

‘Don’t you dare ask that of me!’ Jaul roared back at her, shocking her into sudden silence. Outright fury had charged his lean, hard-muscled frame. His dark eyes were blazing like golden arrows aimed at a target.

Chrissie had lost colour. She hadn’t even got the actual question voiced but he knew exactly what she had been about to ask him and he was outraged to a degree that went beyond anything she had ever seen in him before.

‘You have just proved my father’s contention that his mother was an appalling liar.’

‘If that is true, possibly he inherited that talent from his mother,’ Chrissie challenged without hesitation. ‘Your father was no great fan of the truth himself.’

Jaul paled beneath his bronzed skin and his hands closed into tight fists, for he could not defend his late father and he would not lie in his defence either. His father had been an irredeemable liar and in that moment he could quite understand why Chrissie had refused to accept Lut’s view of Lady Sophie and had preferred to make up her own mind.

‘There have not been concubines in the palace for over a century,’ Jaul informed her curtly. ‘To suggest that that lifestyle was still in existence in the nineteen thirties is incredible, but if it makes you feel any happier I will check those facts with Yusuf this afternoon. In Marwan, he is still the acknowledged authority on the history of the royal family. Indeed, he wrote a much-admired book on the subject.’

‘Don’t place your faith in the belief that your grandmother is lying,’ Chrissie urged ruefully, thinking that very occasionally her husband could be startlingly naive. ‘The book was probably a whitewash sanctioned and proofread by your father, Jaul. I bet there’s not a disrespectful, critical word in it.’

As the exact same thought had already occurred to Jaul, he swallowed hard, black lashes lowering over his lustrous golden eyes. ‘You are undoubtedly right but Yusuf will tell me the truth on all counts,’ he declared with assurance. ‘But nothing can ever eradicate the effect of my wife actually asking me if I too have kept concubines.’#p#分页标题#e##p#分页标题#e#

Chrissie flushed a slow, painful pink. ‘I didn’t ask—’

‘But you were dying to ask,’ Jaul cut in drily. ‘Do you trust me so little still? Do you really believe that my people would accept a man leading a dissolute life on their throne? My country wants to be seen as modern and forward-thinking and our women have an increasingly strong voice in society. I must be seen to practise what I preach in public and in private...’

What Jaul said was common sense and Chrissie was mortified that for a few overwrought minutes after leaving his grandmother’s presence she had entertained such fantastic suspicions. Even more crucially she had not missed the flash of pain in his eyes that she could even think to ask him such a question. He was furious too but thankfully not in the same way as his late father. He didn’t suffer from uncontrollable rages and watched his tongue when he lost his temper but the downside of those positives was that he would be pretty much silent until he had mulled everything over in depth.