Young, impoverished, with nowhere to turn, Eleanor Glyndon impetuously married a dashing stranger. But after a wedding night, she awoke to an empty bed, with no way of finding her errant husband. Years later, Eleanor confronts the proud, formal Earl of Hellistone--who is about to marry his first love. He is shocked to learn he has a wife... and a son. He is forced to acknowledge her claim. The Earl’s intended bride and lover refuses to let go. He flaunts their relationship in public and treats his wife with zero respect. He appears to devote little or no time to getting to know his son. Despite the inclusion of an Epilogue, it’s hard to believe in the inevitable HEA in this story.