Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony let out a cold laugh. "Honestly, the thought that I raised a child for you and Rosita for five years makes me sick."

Stewart slammed on the brakes.

The screech of tires cut through the night.

The Maybach stopped at the side of the road.

"Briony, Irwin really sees you as his mother," Stewart said, meeting her gaze in the rearview mirror. "Don't you think that's a little harsh?"

Briony looked away, her hand tightening at her side. She knew Irwin was innocent -she'd never once taken her anger out on him. But tonight, she had to say what needed to be said.

Her face remained cold. "I'm just telling the truth."

Stewart let out a derisive snort, his handsome face shadowed with anger. He was about to speak when his phone rang.

It was Rosita.

He hesitated, then answered. "Rosita... Don't worry, I'll be home soon."

When the call ended, Stewart turned toward Briony. But before he could say a word, she spoke.

"Unlock the door. I'm getting out."

Stewart pressed his lips together in frustration, but said nothing. He unlocked the doors.

Briony pushed open the door and stepped out of the car.

shut, and the Maybach

into a cold, bitter smile. No matter how

as a

in Northborough had luck like

downtown. Briony took out her phone to call a

and blinding. She

Rover slowed to

stepped out. He slammed the door

"Briony!"

dressed in casual clothes, and his face was good enough for a magazine cover-if he weren't glaring

at him,

"Well, look who remembers me! I half expected you to pick me up from the

moment, then said, "I texted

Northborough! No matter how busy you are, you should have made sure someone was there for me. Briony, you're unbelievable!

pressed her lips together, guilt flickering across

was my mistake. I promise it won't happen

was caught off guard by how quickly

finished yelling

her, he caught sight of the

"What...what happened

in the habit of sharing private matters with people she barely knew. "Something

not what I meant..." James rubbed the back of his head, sighing.

the

stomach gave a loud,

one eyebrow raised. "To make it