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Back A French Affair
Chapters (54)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. 1
  4. 2
  5. 3
  6. 4
  7. 5
  8. 6
  9. 7
  10. 8
  11. 9
  12. 10
  13. 11
  14. 12
  15. 13
  16. 14
  17. 15
  18. 16
  19. 17
  20. 18
  21. 19
  22. 20
  23. 21
  24. 22
  25. 23
  26. 24
  27. 25
  28. 26
  29. 27
  30. 28
  31. 29
  32. 30
  33. 31
  34. 32
  35. 33
  36. 34
  37. 35
  38. 36
  39. 37
  40. 38
  41. 39
  42. 40
  43. 41
  44. 42
  45. 43
  46. 44
  47. 45
  48. 46
  49. 47
  50. Epilogue
  51. Acknowledgments
  52. More from Jennifer Bohnet
  53. About the Author
  54. About Boldwood Books

‘The restaurant refurbished, with decent tables and chairs, a bar and a sound system would be a wonderful place for weddings, parties, even some of those bonding weekends that companies are so fond of these days. Revive the old fishing festival maybe. It’s a way of keeping the site open and paying for itself all year round. It would all bring in good money.’

‘You’re turning it into the kind of campsite I don’t want to run.’ Alain glared at her.

‘Well, as this campsite is Nigel’s, he gets to make the final decisions, so if you’re not happy, maybe you’d better find yourself another one,’ Belinda said quietly.

Alain looked at her, opened his mouth as though to say something, before changing his mind and walking out.

The happier Alain of last evening had definitely disappeared.

When Marie turned up for work after lunch, Belinda saved everything on the website she’d been working on and returned to the cottage to work. Thankfully there was no sign of Alain. It was late afternoon before she remembered to phone Fern and tell her she was back.

‘You’re here,’ a delighted Fern said. ‘When did you get back? How was it?’

‘Last night. There were one or two unexpected changes, but on the whole it was okay. We need a catch-up. Fancy coming here tonight for a glass of wine. Or do you have guests?’

‘No guests, but Anouk and Scott are here. I could come after dinner. They’re quite happy to spend time together. You wouldn’t believe how competitive they get over a game of scrabble,’ Fern said, trying to organise her thoughts.

‘Excuse me? I’m away for two weeks and you not only move your ex ma-in-law in but a new man as well. This Scott, he’s the American you met a few weeks ago, isn’t he? And now he’s living with you?’

‘Yes that Scott, but he’s not living with me. Well, he is, but he’s a paying guest. I’ll explain when I see you. He’ll be leaving soon anyway. Would you like to come here for supper?’ Fern asked.

‘Another night would be lovely. I can meet Anouk and check out your Scott then. Tonight, I need to talk to you alone and ask your advice.’

‘Right. I’ll do an early dinner and see you about eight, okay?’

‘Perfect. Bring Lady too. And, Fern? Thanks.’

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Belinda opened the door of the cottage as she heard Fern drive up and went out with BB to greet her and to let the two dogs have a play before they went indoors.