Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 162

"It's the same as what I said on the phone," Briony replied coolly.

She honestly had zero desire to see Stewart ever again.

But Stewart was insistent. "I've had a few drinks tonight, so I won't be going out. If you want to talk, come back to Southcreek Manor."

With that, the call ended.

Briony's grip on her phone tightened, her knuckles turning white.

Stella leaned over, concerned. "What did he say?"

"He wants me to go see him at Southcreek Manor. Face to face."

"What a jerk!" Stella scowled. "He's doing this on purpose, isn't he? You told him last time you'd never set foot in Southcreek Manor again, and now he's insisting you go there to negotiate? Could he be any more infuriating?"

Briony closed her eyes for a moment, trying to steady herself.

The last time she'd been at Southcreek Manor, things had ended badly.

Right in front of Stewart, she'd told Irwin she would never come back.

Of course Stewart remembered. He was the type to keep a grudge.

Now he was forcing her to swallow every word she'd ever said to take it all back, one painful syllable at a time.

That was Stewart's real game.

"Bryn, are you... going?"

the

at her, equal parts worried and helpless. "I'm coming with you. He only said you

"Alright."

and left their private

door of

small figure-Irwin, hopping and skipping

Stella froze

into Irwin here was the last thing either of

action figure in the air, not noticing the waiter pushing

and shouted, panicked, "Careful,

about to collide with the cart, Briony and Stella reached out at the same time-each grabbing one of his arms and yanking him back to

Crash!

action figure tumbled to the

process what had happened. Then, seeing his broken toy

Mom bought it

out from the

Stella had already let go

saw Lauren, he ran straight to

arms, sobbing. "Mom bought me that

hugged him, glancing at the scattered

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