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.....”

"Star, let's go to the

it!" Stella started the car without

days had been hectic for

schedule suddenly

she stepped out of her car, she caught sight of a white BMW parked by

on

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

walking straight to

stack of files, her brows drawing together. Her tone was gentle

a

how much this case means to you, but you still need to eat

leave it there. I'll eat

permission, Rosita slipped the files from his hands and nudged the breakfast

as he

an unmistakable flicker of impatience in his

sweetly, tucking the files behind her back and tilting her chin up in mock defiance. "If

again. He specifically asked me to make

the mention of Irwin, Stewart