Chapter 198

• (Clara’s POV)
• When Hugh came home, I was already sitting on the sofa, a cold mass of fear in my stomach. I had attended a check-up at the hospital and, on my way back, had seen Hugh and Dr. Morton coming into the drawing-room separately. Fiona Blake had informed me that they had met here previously, and Hugh's reaction at that time had been unusually defensive. I did not want to suspect my uncle, but I could not ignore the coincidence.
• "Uncle, where did you just go?"