Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 31

Briony smiled warmly. "Good boy, Irwin. You're the most thoughtful one."

Irwin grinned, satisfied. "Mom, you're the best mom in the whole world. I love you!"

A gentle warmth filled Briony's heart as she reached out to ruffle Irwin's hair.

Standing nearby, Stewart watched their exchange in silence. His expression stayed as calm and unreadable as ever, those dark eyes giving nothing away.

Once Irwin was asleep, Briony glanced at the clock. It was already 11:30.

City Hall would be closed by now.

She sighed, then turned to Stewart. "I'm heading out. Tomorrow afternoon, bring the marriage certificate and the agreement. Be at City Hall by two, sharp."

Stewart met her gaze, his voice low and even. "I can't make it tomorrow afternoon."

Briony's patience snapped. Her face turned cold. "What is it this time?"

"There are still a few unreasonable terms in the agreement that need to be fixed."

"Impossible!" Briony clenched her teeth. "You wrote that agreement yourself. How could anything be wrong with it?"

"I didn't draft it personally," Stewart replied.

Briony froze. "You didn't?"

was busy at the time," Stewart explained, pausing briefly. "I had one of

"Your studio was founded after our marriage. Even though you set it up with your own loan, it still legally counts as a post-marriage venture. We need to clarify the division of assets in that

suddenly realized she'd overlooked

to get the divorce over with that she never bothered to have a lawyer review the agreement. The studio was her own creation-she couldn't afford to

looked at Stewart. "How

aside time in the next couple of days

trip tomorrow," she reminded

a faint, indifferent smile. "It'll be ready before

Fine. Ten days, then. By the time she finished her postpartum recovery, she could get the divorce finalized and finally put

her frustration, grabbed her purse, and left-never once

...

an hour later,

bit down after Briony left, but as soon as Rosita walked in, he

Irwin over to Rosita, then

washed the fruit Rosita had brought and arranged it neatly

plucked a green grape

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