Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

After they got in the car, Stella unscrewed her insulated bottle and handed it to

Briony. "Here, drink some warm water. With that injury on your head and another sleepless night behind you, your body's going to give out if you don't take care of yourself."

Briony kept her gaze down and shook her head slightly, almost as if talking to herself. "Where do you think my mom could've gone?"

Stella pressed her lips together, at a loss for an answer.

From the back seat, Gina suddenly slapped her thigh. "Why don't we just ask Attorney Wentworth?"

Stewart?

Stella turned to look at Gina. "Why would we talk to him?"

"We went to Attorney Wentworth's office together yesterday morning."

"What?" Stella was stunned. "Why didn't you mention this earlier?"

"You guys... never asked."

Briony looked over at Gina. "Why did my mom go to his office?”

"She was just bringing a New Year's gift. But when we got there, Ms. Lockwood happened to be meeting with Attorney Wentworth, too. After a while, your mom told me to wait outside. I don't know what they talked about after that.....”

let's go to the law

Stella started the car

for Stewart-late nights at

schedule suddenly

carrying a homemade breakfast. As she stepped out of her car, she caught sight of a white BMW parked by the curb. Rosita paused for a

knocked on Stewart's

buried in paperwork, eyes fixed on the pages. Without looking up,

walking straight

files, her brows drawing together. Her tone was

murmured a noncommittal

in front of him. "Stewart, I know how much this case means to you, but you still need to eat and keep a normal routine. At least pause for

there. I'll eat after

slipped the files from his hands and nudged the breakfast closer. "Eat

in irritation as he finally looked

as cool and impassive as ever, but there was an unmistakable flicker of impatience in

smiled sweetly, tucking the files behind her back and tilting her chin up in

again. He specifically asked me to make sure you took care

of Irwin, Stewart