Redeeming Lord Ryder. Maggie Robinson
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Название: Redeeming Lord Ryder
Автор: Maggie Robinson
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Историческая литература
Серия: Cotswold Confidential
isbn: 9781516100026
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“A Maggie Robinson book is like the best kind of chocolate: delicious and totally addictive!”
—Vanessa Kelly, USA Today bestselling author
Return to the scandalous secrets of the English countryside’s renowned getaway for R&R—restoration and romance—in this delightful series from Maggie Robinson!
After two months of treatment at Puddling-on-the-Wold, Mary Nicola Mayfield has shown no improvement, and her condition seems impervious to rehab. But Nicola is not the typical guest of Gloucestershire’s destination village for the wealthy and wayward. The trauma of surviving a horrific train wreck has rendered her mute; her injuries have healed, but try as she might, she cannot utter a sound. With her family and fiancé at their wits’ end, Nicola knows Puddling is the resort—the last resort—that holds any hope for her recovery.
Lord Jack Ryder—baron, businessman and, some say, mad genius—has gone from the heights of success to hit rock bottom, after a faulty girder from his iron foundry caused a dreadful bridge collapse. Nothing has assuaged his guilt over the passenger train that crashed or the lives that were destroyed.
The stringent regimen at Puddling is not doing much for his deep depression—until he meets his mysteriously silent neighbor. Their fiery affair breaks all the rules, but will the unspoken truth be too hot to handle?
Books by Maggie Robinson
Cotswold Confidential Series
Schooling the Viscount
Seducing Mr. Sykes
Redeeming Lord Ryder
The London List Series
Lord Gray’s List
Captain Durant’s Countess
Lady Anne’s Lover
The Courtesan Court Series
Mistress by Mistake
“Not Quite a Courtesan” in Lords of Passion
Mistress by Midnight
Mistress by Marriage
Master of Sin
Novellas
“To Match a Thief” in Improper Gentleman
Redeeming Lord Ryder
Maggie Robinson
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Dedication
To all who need some Christmas magic.
Prologue
March 6, 1882
She wasn’t dead. That was surely a good thing, wasn’t it? But Nicola couldn’t seem to move from the corner where she’d been tossed.
This wasn’t supposed to happen in First Class.
The railway carriage loomed above her, compartment doors flung open. A few other passengers in the car, which had been mercifully mostly empty, were hollering for help or crying, clinging to their seats, their belongings tumbled about down the aisle. A shoe, quite a pretty one with a silver buckle, had hit Nicola’s shoulder and woken her up not long ago. A bearded man with a bloody cheek lay inert just a yard away from her. Was he dead? She hoped not. They had been coming back from the dining car and he’d been a gentleman, steadying her arm when the tremors first stuck.
There had been an enormous rumble, she remembered, and then the sensation of flying through the air. The railway bridge had given way, and in Nicola’s estimation, they must now be on the roadway below the underbridge. Help would come soon. A derailed train was far too big to miss, even if they were in the middle of nowhere.
Nicola had been to visit her sister Francesca in London. Frannie had just had another baby, a beautiful little boy. It was unfortunate that he had been named Albert after his papa, but his middle name was Nicholas, and Nicola had been immensely flattered. She was his godmother, so nothing bad must happen to her. She had a duty to see to little Bertie’s immortal soul, and so she would, if she could ever stand up.
Her head hurt dreadfully. She shut her eyes, hoping to stop the nausea and dizziness.
It didn’t work.
If only the wailing would stop. It wouldn’t help anything, losing self-control like that. One didn’t complain if one could help it. The roar of the bridge collapse was sufficient to alert anyone in the vicinity. Shrieking like a banshee was unnecessary. Gilding the lily, so to speak.
Nicola opened her mouth to request that the screaming woman be quiet.
And nothing happened.
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