Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony's expression turned cold in an instant, but before she could say a word, Stella and James exploded first-

Stella snapped, "Stewart, have you no shame? You're busy planning a wedding with Rosita, but at the same time you want to share a room with our Bryn? Honestly, you should change your last name. Stewart Ainsworth would suit you better-two-faced royalty!"

James chimed in, voice dripping with disdain, “Stewart, as a man, I honestly have nothing but contempt for you."

Unfazed, Stewart barely spared them a glance, turning his attention to the front desk clerk. "Could you tell them about your family suite options, please?"

The clerk nodded politely. "Of course. Our family suites are private apartments, with two bedrooms and a living room. Each bedroom has its own en-suite bathroom. There's also a kitchen, two private balconies, and a laundry room."

Stella and James fell silent, momentarily at a loss for words.

Stewart looked over at Briony, raising an eyebrow as if to say, "See?"

Briony frowned, but Stewart spoke up calmly and matter-of-factly. "This trip was planned for Irwin. It's for the three of us as a family. There's no reason to split up." With Stewart's straightforward explanation, Briony couldn't find a reasonable objection.

wasn't like they'd be sharing a single bedroom. The doors would be locked at night, and everyone would

got to the suite, Stewart let Briony

didn't hesitate to pick the east-facing bedroom, which had the best light and

bedroom, complete with its

to unpack. Then she slid open the glass door and stepped out onto

hill, so from here she could see the whole spread of Azure Lake-tiny towns, clusters of cottages, the marina, golden fields-all scattered like hidden gems along

heard the sound of another glass door

Stella called, stepping out from the next room. "So you picked

Briony's mood. "You did

Stella looked wistfully at the

they're not a bit closer. If they were, I'd just climb over and crash