Fleeting Fancy by Rosemary Edghill

Finally, I book that I am not going to complain about! There were no overwrought emotions flying around, no Regency catch phrases falling like bombs to annoy me, and no angry shrew heroins that I want to shove off a cliff. The writing in this book was fine. The only thing I will complain about is the picture on the cover of the book. It was so stupid that I refuse to post it.

What sort of woman would marry Viscount Severn sight unseen...?

But Primula Greetwell had seen him before--seen him, loved him, and married him, ten years ago. It had been a cruel trick, of course, a false marriage crafted by a young and thoughtless rake bent on seduction. But somewhere in Severn, Primula believed, that man she fell in love with so briefly must exist.

Marriage to a bride of his father's choosing was the price of Lord Severn's return to England after banishment to India. Nothing, however, could have prepared him for his new wife--the older, wiser, lovelier Primula Greetwell, the innocent and undeserving victim of the cruelest act of his life.

Not even the most dedicated optimist could call it a match made in heaven--that is, unless love turned the tables in a formidable game of dual deception...