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."

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any explanations about my personal life," Briony replied, her patience finally snapping, 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. Let's get this

the other

half a minute

sense of relief. Briony hung

drive from Dolphin Cove to James's place

privacy. James had once told her that his father, a hopeless romantic,

at Skybreeze, Marlene, was about the same age as Gina and, hearing Briony was expecting, had done plenty

sunniest room, saying it was

felt warmth settle over her-a sense of home she

and Gina teamed up to prepare a hearty dinner, most of

was perfectly seasoned; James had

really good, you should have

his hand dramatically. "If I have another bowl,

Briony was speechless.

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Then he called.

Stewart picked up, Carl reported in his usual straightforward way, “Mr. Wentworth, Ms. Kensington has definitely moved

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