Author: Ashtyn Newbold
Series: Brides of Brighton #5
Genres: Historical Romance
Date: June 12, 2019
A marriage of convenience, an honorable gentleman, and the secrets of a mysterious young lady.
Eleanor Claridge had it all. A family that loved her, a secret romance with a handsome soldier, and a beautiful home in the seaside town of Brighton. Although her father did not approve of her suitor, she found no fault in him. With respect to her father’s wishes, she paused to examine his character.
But it was too late.
Abducted and taken to Scotland under the ruse of a happy elopement, Eleanor was forced to marry the wicked man she had once loved.
And now she has a chance to escape.
Widowed and alone, she flees on the first coach back to Brighton with her young son, vowing never to marry or trust another man again. But when her reputation and the safety of her child are questioned, she has no choice but to enter into a marriage of convenience with Mr. Henry Beaumont, whose kindness and inviting blue eyes leave her questioning if love is such a dreadful notion after all…
I was glad to get an ending to Eleanor’s story. I had a hard time believing that she eloped in the earlier book and was surprised that it wasn’t resolved it that one. I thought we’d just never know what happened but here we are with the whole horrid story.
Henry was perfectly swoon worthy. He was so honestly caring and good. Some might wonder at the plausibility of marrying into the situation he did. I believe he was lonely and marrying might help with that but I think the actual reason he did it was simply that he is good.
Eleanor had so many problems the least of which was trust issues. It took a while for me to truly like her but eventually she began to move past the trials of her first marriage. And I felt that she and Henry would have a perfectly lovely happily ever after.
I did wonder if her associations with the upper crust in Brighton would help her get past the gossip and derision of her neighbors etc but that wasn’t really addressed. Didn’t seem to matter to her though. By the end she was happy with her life.