"Why don't you take a lover, my dear? It would serve that feckless husband of yours right.""But I don't want a lover. I am in love with my husband."Poor deluded Lucy. She had married a gambler, a womanizer, and a drunkard. And she refused to admit that his frequent overnight absences were of significance.It was not until he revealed that Lucy's parents "bought" him for her that it really stung.And then one night at a ball she met the charismatic Duke of Habard. Suddenly all things seemed possible....
