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.

was cold as ice. "You'd better not be lying to

short, bitter laugh. "Oh? What are you so worried about? Afraid I'll secretly have a child and put them in line to fight Irwin for the

gently on her flat stomach. "Trust me, you not

unbelievable!" Briony snapped, shoving his hand away and trying to pull back,

go of me,

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

idea what you're talking

raised her hand and slapped

Smack.

howling wind and swirling snow. Stewart looked stunned. He clearly hadn't

wrench free, grab the fallen blanket,

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

against the inside of his cheek where she'd slapped him, his eyes locked on

and wind blurred their vision, as if nature itself

voice cut through the storm,

was always a transaction, wasn't it? If that's all it is, what exactly are

arm's length, treated me like a stranger to be used and

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

expression darkened, shadows settling over his