Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

The blanket slipped from Briony's shoulders and tumbled onto the snow-covered ground.

A biting chill wrapped around her, making her shiver.

"When Irwin threw something at you," Stewart said quietly, "the first thing you did was shield your stomach."

Briony froze, her breath catching in her chest.

She hadn't expected Stewart to notice something so small. Then again, he had been a father before-clearly, he'd done his homework back when Rosita was pregnant.

But what did it matter now, whether she was pregnant or not? What did any of this have to do with Stewart?

She'd already made up her mind-she wasn't going to have a child.

A child that would never be born... Stewart didn't need to know about it.

Steadying herself, Briony lifted her head to meet his gaze.

Their eyes locked. Stewart's stare was dark and razor-sharp, as if he could see straight through her.

Briony refused to look away. Her voice was even, almost bored. "I just have cramps. It's that time of the month."

Stewart watched her, searching her eyes for any sign of a lie.

But Briony was too calm, too controlled.

as ice. "You'd better not be lying

What are you so worried about? Afraid I'll

"Trust me, you not being pregnant

hand away and trying to

go of me,

his ground, watching her anger with a probing look. "Last time at the hospital, you were sick. You said it was food poisoning,

no idea what

Briony raised her hand and

Smack.

wind and swirling snow. Stewart looked stunned. He clearly hadn't expected her to

used the opening to wrench free, grab the fallen blanket, and

them, she fixed him with a cold, unyielding stare. "What makes you think I'd ever want to have your

the inside of his cheek where she'd slapped him, his

their vision, as if

voice cut through the storm, icy

wasn't it? If that's all it is, what exactly are you so delusional

at arm's length, treated me like a stranger to be used and guarded against-that I'd ever be desperate enough to bear your

ever was, I wouldn't keep the baby. Because you are the last person I'd ever want to have a

word, Stewart's expression darkened, shadows settling over