Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Irwin rushed over to Briony, arms outstretched, eager for a hug. But Briony smoothly stepped aside, avoiding him without missing a beat.

Stella quickly intercepted, pulling Irwin away. "Hey, quiet down! Bryn's on the phone," she chided.

Irwin pouted, shooting a disgruntled look at Briony.

Briony ignored him and turned her attention back to her call. "So, what's the result?" she asked James.

"Nothing unusual," James replied. "Just an ordinary crystal. No hidden surprises."

"All right, got it," Briony said. She didn't feel much of anything about the outcome. "How are things on your end?" James asked.

"I can handle it," Briony replied simply.

"Do you still want the bracelet?"

She glanced at Irwin, her voice cooling. "You take care of it."

"Will do!" James sounded noticeably more cheerful.

Briony ended the call without another word.

Stella's hand and hurried over, standing in front of

in your wedding dress! When I first saw it, I just knew you'd look amazing

a calm, almost distant expression. "Irwin, was it you who told your father

one with Dad, but you haven't taken one with

help but laugh, shaking her head. "You and your dad are really something else hopeless and completely nuts!" she said, giving Irwin a

Irwin. Honestly, she

ought to be, but what was the point

Irwin's face twisted in confusion when Briony didn't reply. "Did

said nothing, simply gathered up her skirt.

good to his mom, things would go back to the way they

he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He lowered his head and

church, her gaze fixed on Stewart, who stood tall and

things together should have been a

started up the steps.

paused on the eighth step, just a few feet

by the time we get back, that painting should have arrived