She breathed a sigh of inward relief, careful not to let it show, certain that if it did, Guy would pull back once again and slam the door in her face with another cruel remark.
"Some gifts are alright," Marian gently allowed. "I know your motives, know that you're trying to become closer, not anything more or less. I will keep that in mind." And not view it as Guy trying to buy her. Already they were doing just what he father had advised marriage was all about. Compromise.