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.

and the Maybach

smile. No matter how much she said, it

much as a single

was right—no one in

far from downtown. Briony took out her

front of her, harsh and blinding. She shielded her

Rover slowed to

open, and a young man with sharp, striking features stepped out. He slammed the door with a thud, anger written all over

"Briony!"

casual clothes, and his face was good enough

him, frowning

out a short, incredulous laugh. "Well, look who remembers me! I half expected you to pick me up from the airport after the holidays-if you

was silent for a moment, then said, "I

huh?" James bristled. "It's my first time in Northborough! No matter how busy you are, you should have made sure someone was there for me. Briony, you're unbelievable! You're the

pressed her lips together, guilt flickering across her face. She gave

It was my mistake. I promise it

was caught off guard by how quickly

hadn't even finished

caught sight of the angry red marks around

brow furrowed. "What...what happened to

victim, nor was she in the habit of sharing private matters with people she barely knew. "Something came up, that's all.

not what I meant..." James rubbed

It's not like this is the first time you've

his stomach gave a

stomach, one eyebrow raised. "To make it up to you, how about I buy you something