Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Work never really ends, but you *have* to buy new clothes for the New Year. Out with the old, in with the new-that's how you invite luck and happiness for the year ahead!"

As Julia spoke, she ushered Briony into the fitting room. "Go on, try these on. I'll wait right here."

Briony had a great figure; with the right size, anything looked fantastic on her.

The last outfit was a dress-fitted and a little more tailored than the rest.

Julia stepped up and gently ran her hands over Briony's waist and stomach. "Is this one too snug?"

Briony stiffened.

Her belly wasn't showing at all yet, but the way her mother's hand lingered there made her nervous.

Thankfully, Julia quickly withdrew her hand, frowning and shaking her head. "It looks gorgeous, but it's much too fitted. You'll be uncomfortable working in this- let's find something roomier."

It was true; as a physical therapist, Briony needed clothes she could actually move in.

Briony shot her mother a sidelong glance. Julia's face was as calm as ever, and Briony let out a silent sigh of relief.

Maybe she was just being paranoid.

In the end, they bought all five outfits Julia had picked out-except for the fitted dress.

Briony paid for everything and then led Julia next door, into a boutique for women her mother's age.

bought Julia five new outfits and two pairs

they were checking out, a mother and daughter walked in-it was Mack's aunt, Melody Lynn, and her daughter Ottilie Kensington from the second branch

Melody and Ottilie entered, they spotted Briony and Julia. The two

your total comes to one hundred fifty-seven thousand

over her

and you own your own studio-designer brands make sense for you. I'm too old for that sort of thing, and I hardly ever go anywhere. Just

not what you said when

was

her card to the cashier. "Please ring it up and

the cashier said, accepting the card

of the shop, oblivious to the four eyes

life," Melody muttered, her voice dripping with envy

said nothing, but she'd already snapped a

Briony, finding out she was living it up

at the

aside so Julia wouldn't overhear

your last warning. If I don't see you at the Kensington house tomorrow, I'll destroy that

Click.

ear, leaving her chilled to the