An engaging tale of how one should never start bad habits such as lying. Caroline was a naive and flirty young lady when she got married, she only accepted in rebound, unknowing to her beau, because the one she thought she loved rejected her proposal and this caused years of separation which could have otherwise be avoided. This story is filled with tender loving and yes harsh cutting insults and even some risque moments, but true love prevails. I especially liked the gentle loving hero John, though he was gentle and considerate he was a man filled with deep principles and morality and deep desires as all men do.
When John, Viscount Welford, proposed to Caroline Fleetwood, the only daughter of the Bishop of Essex, he thought he knew exactly what he was getting—a lovely, innocent bride.
Five years later, he knows better. The woman who ran to another man on their wedding night—after they'd consummated the marriage—is hardly innocent. Years spent apart while John served as a diplomatic attaché have allowed them to save face in society, but all good pretenses must come to an end. When Caroline receives word that her father is dying, she begs John to accompany her on one last journey to see him.
But there's an added problem—Caroline never told her father that her marriage to John was a farce. As they play-act for others, Caroline is delighted to find she never really knew her husband at all. But can she be the kind of wife he needs—and does she want to be?