I'm surprised that such novels still get published. This is a formulaic romance ala Mills and Boon/Barbara Cartland. The principal characters are always so beautiful/handsome, feisty and independent/brave, prepared to do all for what they perceive as love. This is a reworking of Lawrence's 'Lady Chatterley's Lover', with physical disability being replaced by the mental but without the interesting running commentary during the intimate scenes.
Many of the other characters also seem to be stereotypical – the free loving feminist finally getting a chance to show her worth, the frumpy 'loser' finding her niche, the 'nice girl' finding her true love, the aristocrat finally with the chance of an heir.
Being published at the same time as there's such a hullabaloo over the 100th anniversary of the start of the First World War (what a comment on our society in that we commemorate the START of such slaughter) this novel appears to be somewhat opportunistic.
That's a shame as Adele Parks writes very well, all she needs is a better and more original plot line.