Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony froze, stunned.

She stared at Stewart, her eyes trembling with disbelief.

"Stewart, what did I do wrong?" she asked quietly.

He met her gaze, cold and unyielding. "You're upset with me, that's fine. But Rosita is innocent." His words were sharp and judgmental. "You had no right to mislead your friend into attacking her."

Briony's hand clenched the pharmacy bag so tightly it shook.

She fixed her eyes on Stewart-this man she had poured her heart into, loved without regret for five long years.

"Your precious Rosita is innocent?" Briony let out a brittle laugh, tears brimming but refusing to fall. She struggled to hold herself together, her pale lips trembling as the dam finally broke. "And what about me? For five years I've been the fool, raising your child as my own, giving everything I had―am I not innocent too?!"

Stewart faltered, caught off-guard.

Stella's eyes widened in shock. "Wait, what do you mean, 'raising their child for five years'? You mean... Irwin is Stewart and Rosita's?"

Briony's chest heaved. She ignored Stella, her gaze locked on Stewart. "Stewart, I want just one answer-why did you lie to me in the first place?"

Stewart's brow furrowed, irritation flickering across his face. "We agreed from the start this was a partnership. Who Irwin's biological mother is doesn't change our arrangement."

air leave

excuse, she thought bitterly. What a

escaped her lips, dizziness washing

caught her just in time,

Stella asked anxiously,

if to speak, but before he

Stewart quickly caught her

Rosita up and hurried toward the inpatient wing,

seething. "She's totally faking! God, the nerve! Bryn, I'm all for you divorcing him. Five years as a stepmom, only to be humiliated like this? I'm furious! I swear, tonight I'm

Briony couldn't hear

world faded

slept deeply, the kind of

she woke, it was already noon the

hospital room door just as

awake," Stella said with a

the sound of her voice. "What happened to

the door and sat beside her, giving a sarcastic

memory of the pharmacy came crashing back. The pain was still fresh. She knew Stewart didn't care about her feelings, yet she'd still begged him for an

her forehead, regret

now?" Stella asked, her gaze dropping to Briony's stomach. "With Stewart treating