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 law office and find

Stella started

hectic for Stewart-late nights at the office had become

up filming her series, so with her schedule suddenly clear, she'd taken to dropping by the law firm almost every

a white BMW parked by the curb. Rosita paused for a second, then looked away and strode gracefully into the building, heels clicking

knocked on Stewart's

fixed on the

walking straight to

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

murmured a

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

there. I'll eat after

permission, Rosita slipped the files from his hands and

in irritation as he

flicker of impatience in his dark eyes. Interruptions during work

her chin up in

again. He specifically asked me to make sure

mention of Irwin, Stewart