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.

if only

Stewart? That my behavior

depends on you." Stewart hesitated, then added, "In his heart, you're

you say those things to

shot him a look, her voice icy. "Don't you realize how

heavy sigh. "Irwin and Rosita are his real mother and son. Rosita's depression-well, reconnecting with Irwin has

stepping aside was my way of making space for the three of

unreadable in the swirling

like the most natural kind of

there was no love, I believed we were at least family, that we trusted and cared for each other. But you hid Irwin's parentage from me. You had me raise your and Rosita's child, without ever

even now. Briony paused, swallowed hard,

the facts. But you-Stewart, you kept me at arm's length the whole time. Or maybe you just thought I

never thought of

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