Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

At the start of the year, Briony bought a new place right next to her studio in the Dolphin Cove complex.

It was a spacious apartment-about fifteen hundred square feet, three bedrooms in all. She took one room for herself, gave another to her mother, and converted the smallest into a cozy study.

The apartment came fully finished, but Briony had hired an interior designer to redo the decor. The renovation wrapped up three months ago, so she could move in with nothing more than her suitcase.

After dropping off her luggage at the new apartment, Briony headed straight back to her studio.

She worked late into the night, pushing herself until sheer exhaustion finally forced her to the break room.

After washing up, she collapsed onto the narrow bed and drifted into a deep sleep.

But that night, her rest was anything but peaceful. She tossed and turned through

a jumble of dreams, waking up in the morning with no memory of any of them- just a dull ache behind her eyes.

Rubbing her temples, Briony shuffled into the bathroom to get ready for the day. When she came out, her phone was buzzing on the nightstand.

It was Stewart calling.

She ignored it.

She could guess it was about Irwin.

She'd already made up her mind to get a divorce-it was best to make a clean break.

Irwin was Rosita's biological child, after all. Given some time, Briony was sure Irwin would grow attached to her real mother instead.

and slipped her phone into her purse, Briony set off for

the OB-GYN department, inside Dr. Stella's

your last period and the ultrasound, you're at five weeks

paper, her gaze fixed on

here" Stella pointed to a tiny shadow on

looked up.

over five weeks, I can only see two gestational sacs," Stella explained gently. "If, at around seven weeks, we can detect two heartbeats, then we'll

thin, pale line as she clutched the

see Briony's resolve start

own children-possibly twins. Anyone

beyond that, these were Stewart's children,

all about Briony's feelings

Briony who would spend five long years loving a man, quietly, faithfully, even knowing that

had loved humbly but

suspected he had never truly

after a long pause, lifting her gaze to meet

shimmered with tears, confusion written all over her

long as you

Briony tucked the report into her bag. "Please

"I won't."

back to work, and