Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 62

Briony blinked, her gaze steady. "Do you know why I rang the doorbell at

Southcreek Manor today?"

Stewart offered no reply, his silence stretching between them.

She continued, “Because ever since the moment I signed the divorce papers and moved out, Southcreek Manor stopped being my home. When you visit someone else's house, you ring the bell. That's just common courtesy."

Stewart's brow furrowed. "If Irwin hears you say that, he'll be upset."

Briony let out a soft laugh, the swirling snow doing a fine job of hiding the redness in her eyes.

"You really do live up to your reputation, Stewart-the brilliant attorney everyone admires and fears. You certainly know how to twist the knife."

He remained stone-faced, refusing to argue. To Briony, that look meant only one thing: he couldn't even be bothered to explain.

In the past, she would have felt crushed by that-hurt, even. But now? Not anymore.

things needed to be said, if only to

think, Stewart? That my behavior today was cruel to

hesitated, then added, "In

things to him? You want him to understand that blood family is irreplaceable, but

her voice icy. "Don't you realize how twisted

are his real mother and son. Rosita's depression-well, reconnecting with

stepping aside was my way of making space for the three of you. I've

darkened, unreadable

silence now felt to Briony like the most natural

we were at least family, that we trusted and cared for each other.

Briony paused, swallowed hard, and drew a shaky breath, forcing herself to

business partnership, I deserved to know the facts. But you-Stewart, you kept me at arm's length the whole

never thought of you as an

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