Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony's eyes widened in shock at the words.

Stewart arched an eyebrow, casting a sidelong glance at her. His gaze was cool and narrow, dark eyes half-lidded, but he said nothing.

Meanwhile, Rosita gave Julia a gentle, polite smile. "Hi, I don't think we've met before. How do you know Stewart?"

“I.....” Julia faltered for a moment, searching for the right words, then simply replied, "Mr. Wentworth helped me through some difficult times. I owe him a lot."

Rosita nodded in understanding, turning back to Stewart. "Irwin just called-he's getting grumpy and wants us to come home. He misses you."

Stewart gave a subtle nod. "He can't always get his way. Tell him we'll be back after we finish lunch."

"You're right," Rosita agreed softly, picking up her phone and stepping out toward the private dining room.

"Irwin..." she murmured lovingly into the phone, though the door remained open and her gentle voice drifted in. "Daddy and I are having lunch with a very important friend... You're my good boy, Irwin, and I'll bring you a present when I get home..."

Julia's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "Mr. and Mrs. Wentworth already have a child?"

in, sensing Julia's discomfort. "Their little boy's over five now-smart as a whip and absolutely adorable. Definitely takes after

Stewart a look as if she'd just stepped in something

smile, "Of course. Any child of Mr. Wentworth's is bound to

the second, like all the color had drained

and said, “Julia, let's take Bryn to the hospital and

Julia immediately

those few minutes, blisters had already formed across

with guilt. "Oh my gosh, what was I thinking? Bryn, let's get you to the

her gaze and gave

Julia hurried Briony out of the

trio had left that Stewart finally looked

slightly. "You know Ms. Hudson's

shot him a sidelong glare, his voice ice-cold. "You're awfully nosy." Cedric

afternoon by the time they returned home

room service and