My New Life Had No Room For Their Regrets

Synopsis

A familiar piece of advice used to circulate among the great households. Whenever a young bride showed a hint of defiance, she would be told to look to me, Yvonne Summers, as an example. After all, I was the wife who had quietly accepted my husband keeping three mistresses, a woman who seemed to bear every hardship without complaint. At society gatherings, the older women would often sigh and remark how much more peaceful their lives would be if their own daughters-in-law possessed even a fraction of my patience. None of them knew the truth, of course. The wife they held up as a model of perfect virtue had already quietly declined a royal commendation. Then, on an ordinary evening, I placed the divorce papers on my husband's desk. The day I declared I was leaving the Ashford family, everyone in the city was convinced I had lost my mind. My husband of eight years, Elliot Ashford, was no exception.