Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 159

The drive back was quiet; Briony didn't say a word.

James glanced at her in the rearview mirror several times, noticing that she was staring out the window, lost in thought.

When they finally pulled up outside the studio, he killed the engine and turned to her.

"We're here," he reminded gently.

Briony snapped out of her reverie, ducked her head, and unbuckled her seat belt.

Just as she reached for the door handle, James caught her wrist.

"What did Stewart say to you?" he asked.

Briony looked back at him, her lips curving into a faint, distant smile. "There's a change in the contract. I haven't looked it over yet, but I'll go through it carefully when I get home."

James frowned. "Is that really all?"

She just smiled again. "That's all. I'm not staying late tonight. You should head home."

someone look over

"Not for now."

James

her purse over her shoulder, and headed straight

the elevator, then finally started the

Private hospital room.

at the bedside, awkwardly peeling an

her uninjured hand holding her phone as she

of control, Rosita. Even your fan club has shut down! This time, you

and fragile. "But

"Whatever losses I've caused the company, tally them up and I'll pay. Also, I have a termination agreement here. I'll email it to you please pass it on to the

Maxine gasped. "Are you sure about this? Even if you step away from the spotlight, as long as you keep your

with Stewart," Rosita cut in gently. "He helped draft the termination, so it should be

was no changing Rosita's mind. Reluctantly, she agreed and

her phone aside and turned her

knife skills left much

wasn't surprising. Lauren had lived a life of comfort and privilege—she'd never needed to do something as mundane as peeling fruit herself.

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