Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 200

It was just before nine o'clock, and Briony had nearly finished packing up her

things when her phone rang.

It was Stewart.

She set down what she was holding and answered the call.

"I'm coming back to Northborough today." Stewart's deep voice carried through the line.

Briony's tone was calm, almost indifferent. “So, are we meeting this afternoon to finalize the divorce papers, or will it be tomorrow?"

"This afternoon's a bit rushed."

"Bryn, do you want to take these books with you?" James called out from the living room.

Briony turned her head and replied, "Yeah, bring them all."

"Alright, I'll pack them up for you. Though, I've got copies of a few of these at my place already-should I leave those?"

"That's fine," Briony answered.

Suddenly, Stewart's voice cut in, sharp with suspicion. "Are you moving house?" Briony frowned, a hint of irritation flickering across her face. "That's not really your concern. Since you're busy this afternoon, let's just meet tomorrow morning."

answer and pressed on, "Are you moving in

her tone turning cold. "I've held up my end of the bargain. I hope you'll do the same. Tomorrow morning, nine o'clock, city hall.

from the other

stretched out for half a

sense of relief. Briony hung

Dolphin Cove to

father, a hopeless romantic, had

as Gina and, hearing Briony was expecting, had done plenty of research on how

insisted Briony take the sunniest room, saying it

moment Briony stepped into Skybreeze Retreat, she felt warmth settle over her-a sense of

to prepare a hearty dinner, most of

creamy, nourishing fish soup was perfectly seasoned; James had a bowl, but wouldn't

him, "It's really good,

dramatically. "If I have another bowl, I'll probably start

Briony was speechless.

a few photos of

Then he called.

way, “Mr. Wentworth, Ms.

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