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."

the air leave her

thought bitterly. What

escaped her lips, dizziness washing over her. She

but Stella caught her just in time, eyes

you okay?" Stella asked anxiously, steadying

hand loosened. He glanced at Briony, lips parting as if to speak, but before he could, Rosita suddenly went limp in his

quickly caught her

Rosita up and hurried toward the inpatient wing, his

as a stepmom, only to be humiliated like this? I'm furious! I swear, tonight I'm

ranting, but Briony

faded

deeply, the kind of sleep that comes

she woke, it was already noon the

door just as Briony was struggling to sit up in

said with a

at the sound of her

beside her, giving a sarcastic snort. "You fainted from rage-thanks to

back. The pain was still fresh. She knew Stewart didn't care about

her forehead, regret coursing through

treating you like this, are you really going to have his baby?" Briony went