Even to think of the horror of being subjected to protracted divorce proceedings made him shudder.
He could easily imagine how shocked all his relatives would be and his enemies would laugh heartily and claim that he had received his ‘just deserts’.
Those who had always been jealous of him would be able to crow loudly in their pleasure at his predicament.
To live abroad would be, he recognised, a Hell on earth. How could he leave his estates, his racehorses, his hunters, his Clubs and all his friends?
He reached Langbourne House in plenty of time and looked at the pillared front door that he had entered surreptitiously so many times in the past few weeks.
As he did so, he knew that he hated Daphne Langbourne.
She herself had enticed him into the ignominious position that he now found
