Letters from Bordeaux

What was Natalie thinking? How could she be under the same roof with an arrogant
snob like Jean Merceaux? A “marriage of convenience” he had suggested for the sake
of his grandmother’s well being. How dare he think she had come to France to take
care of Isabelle only to betray her with this facade! Just because he owned all of
Bordeaux’s vineyards didn’t mean he owned her! She couldn’t go through with it. She hated Jean!!! Or did she?