Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 167

"Heh." Stella actually let out a laugh, exasperated. "All of you-honestly, you're all wrapped around that little brat's finger!"

"He's Stewart's last line in the sand," Cedric Clarke replied, his tone serious.

Stella fell silent.

It was a long moment before she finally asked, "Cedric, can I trust you?"

"Just this once, trust me," Cedric said solemnly. "Listen, if you can talk Bryn into agreeing to Stewart's terms, I promise I'll keep an eye on things from my end too."

Stella pressed her lips together, thinking for a few seconds before she asked, "Do you know why Stewart insists on going to Ghana?"

Cedric could more or less guess Stewart's real motive.

But he knew better than to say anything before Stewart left.

If he told her, Bryn would never agree to go.

"I honestly don't know," Cedric lied, feigning ignorance. "I'll try to ask around for you, okay?"

"You think he'd actually tell you if you asked?"

Cedric gave a helpless chuckle. "Who knows? Chances are... he won't."

both a jerk *and* impossible to shake. Just watching her go through this makes me want to swear off

There are still

"Anyway, I need to get back and

"Alright."

as the call

times before

end, Stewart's voice was rough and heavy. "Stella called you, didn't

half-joking, half-shocked.

humorless laugh, his breath still ragged. "What

does your voice sound like that? Is it another migraine?" Cedric

"It's nothing."

three conditions you set-each one more outrageous than the last! I'm not just giving you a hard time, Stewart,

doesn't matter," Stewart cut in, his tone unyielding. "I made my decision,

the string of curses he wanted to let loose. There was no point. When Stewart dug his heels in,

as I can do, man. So listen, even if it's just for my sake- once Bryn fulfills your three conditions, you *have*

was a long silence on the

word. He was just about to lose his temper when Stewart's low voice finally came

"Okay."

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