Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

She wasn't the least bit surprised to see Stewart still waiting for her.

Briony stepped out, locked the studio door behind her, and turned. Her gaze swept over Stewart with cool indifference.

Her eyes were calm, almost expressionless. "I'll be out of town for work the next few days. When I get back, let's set a time to go to city hall and finalize the divorce."

"You're in such a hurry to get divorced?" Stewart's eyes darkened. "Is this about James?"

Briony's expression grew colder.

He was the one cheating during their marriage, juggling two relationships at once -did he really think everyone else was as shameless as he was?

She had no desire to explain herself. Her tone was icy. "If you don't want to cooperate, then I'll just have to file for divorce."

"File for divorce?" Stewart let out a cold, humorless laugh, one eyebrow arching. "Do you really think anyone in Northborough would dare take on my divorce case?"

Briony frowned. "Stewart, what are you doing? There's nothing between us anymore-we have no feelings left, no children together, and no disputes over property. Why does a peaceful divorce have to be so impossible?"

"No feelings?"

her blank, unyielding face, then suddenly stepped in,

she instinctively took a

Stewart grabbed her wrist with one hand, his

the pregnancy, didn't dare struggle

"Five years raising my son

of this. He's always believed you're his mother. But you you

and your family lied to me, made me pretend to be Irwin's mother-and

I know I'm responsible for what happened to your mother. But

my mother?" Briony shot back, eyes blazing.

faltered. "That's not what I meant. I just think you shouldn't take

home crying, asking me if his mom didn't want him anymore. Briony, you're the one who raised him— don't you care about him

seething, trying to

pushed, he refused to budge, and her eyes

do you have to ask me to treat Irwin like before? My mother died

you even have a conscience, Stewart?"

shove him away and retreated several steps, fixing him