Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

After Jason fired off his message, the group chat went quiet. No one replied. Jason: [Seriously? It's barely eleven, and you're all ghosting me?]

A few seconds ticked by...

Rosita: [Jason, can you not always take shots at Ms. Kensington like that?]

Jason: [What did I say that was so wrong? I literally saw her last night at Moonlight with Mack and his spoiled buddies, and the next minute she's out grabbing a late-night bite with James!]

Rosita: [That's Ms. Kensington's private life. She can do what she wants. Talking behind her back like this isn't right.]

Jason rolled his eyes at his phone.

Jason: [Rosita, you've been sheltered by Stewart for too long. You have no idea- some women will stoop to anything to climb the ladder. If it gets them what they want, nothing's off limits!]

Rosita: [If you keep talking like this, Jason, I'm seriously going to get mad.] Jason: "..."

Was he really in the wrong here?

Briony had literally been photographed with Stewart, and Rosita still managed to say something so naïve? It drove Jason up the wall-she was just too innocent for her own good.

Did she really think he cared about Briony for his own sake? Sure, Briony was gorgeous, but she wasn't remotely his type. The only reason he bothered paying attention was for Rosita's sake. Otherwise, he wouldn't waste a second on Briony.

Too bad Rosita was so easily taken in by Stewart, she didn't have the slightest sense of self-preservation.

Jason glanced across the room at Briony.

soft, reserved smile at something James had said. There was something captivating about her-her features were gentle, beautiful in a way that was striking without being the least bit intimidating. Jason stared,

girlfriend snapped, following his gaze. The moment

Jason? I'm sitting right here and

in his eyes. "You don't know what

her fork down, her voice rising. "What's with the attitude? I just called you out, you can't even handle

baby you," Jason shot back, standing up with

him, stunned. "What did you

like drama queens." He lit a cigarette, smirking as he spoke around it. "Honestly, I thought you'd

She was speechless.

you want the breakup compensation, talk to my assistant. He'll

off and strode

stood there, frozen in disbelief before abruptly

I don't want to

diners turned to stare at the unfolding breakup scene-including Briony

over. "Jason? As in, Jason Prescott? Don't tell me he's

swallowed a bite of fish cake

Grandpa even told

mildly

"Jewell Delaney."

mean Jewell