Chapter 92

• “Spite!” Ali repeated with surprise in his voice. “I can’t imagine many women marrying for spite. Still, Angela is not your usual woman. She runs very deep, that one.”
• “Tell me about it. I can’t work her out at all.” Sebastian could work out the spite part, however. He remembered how she knew last night that he would demand sex as his prize. Had she decided to go one better, ask him for the one thing which she thought he would never want to give her? A wedding ring? Had it been a spur-of-the-moment burst of vengeance, something she had instantly regretted?
• That certainly fitted the facts. And the woman. Sebastian recalled how he thought he’d detected relief in her when she hadn’t won. She might have become afraid that he would relish marrying her, just to spite her.