Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 165

How did Stewart even manage to find these things?

But honestly, that wasn't really the point.

She looked up at Stewart. "And the second condition?"

Stewart met her gaze, his dark eyes steady and unreadable.

Briony's expression remained cold, her beautiful eyes betraying not a hint of emotion.

Without a word, Stewart turned away and walked toward the tall window, stopping at a shelf beside it.

A white cloth was draped over something on the shelf.

He reached out and pulled it off in one smooth motion.

The cloth fell away, revealing a painting propped up on an easel-a portrait, rendered in soft, unfinished strokes. The figure of a man was already taking shape, even though the work was incomplete.

Briony's eyes widened in shock. She could hardly believe what she was seeing.

How on earth was this painting here?

faint smile tugging at his lips. "I like it. I

Briony frowned.

May, sneaking into the storage room to paint whenever Stewart was out and Irwin was asleep, hoping

after she found out about Stewart's affair, she'd stopped

painting in the storage room, and on the day she moved out,

things had somehow ended up

clearly noticed the shock and

how I got

pressed her lips together, refusing to answer.

walking toward

something

Stewart stopped, leaving a few feet between them, his dark gaze sizing her

She frowned and snapped, "Stewart, I don't understand what's motivating

replied, stopping right in front of her. "I just need

breath. "Then what's the

a trip to

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