I rage quit this book by Chapter 6. GOD I COULDN'T STAND IT. THE HERO, SPENCER, WAS SUCH AN ASSHOLE. I just couldn't finish it. I'd rather do somersaults over a vat of molten lava than finish it. 
 Yes, he was that bad. 
 How? Ha. Well let me count the ways. First and foremost, he was an arrogant son of a bitch who kept saying to himself "Oh, I'm the Duke of Morland, I'm not required to explain myself". WILL YOU JUST GET OFF YOUR HIGH HORSE FOR A SECOND AND BE HUMAN, YOU ASS? 
 And oh, since we're on the subject of horses, apparently Spencer was an avid horse breeder/fan. So when his friend dies, the first thing he says to the bereaved sister is "Oh, I'd like to buy your brother's prized horse from you."WHAT THE FUCK??????? THAT'S WHAT YOU SAY TO THE WOMAN??????? 
 WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!??!? 
 I guess the last straw was when he proposed to the heroine in a way that made me feel like shit. That was probably the worst proposal ever! I positively seethed when he said things like "Oh, I'll be faithful to you until we have a son, after that we won't even have to meet" and etc. I WANTED TO WRING HIS ARISTOCRATIC NECK AND KICK HIM IN THE BALLS. 
 Only a madwoman with no self respect would accept his fuckery of a proposal. 
 The heroine accepted. 
 And that's when I knew I was done. Totally done with this shit. The hero was beyond redemption for me, and I didn't want to torture myself anymore. Blech.