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."

her answer and pressed on,

cold. "I've held

the other

half a minute

sense of relief. Briony hung

Dolphin Cove to

told her that his father, a hopeless romantic, had bought the

Marlene, was about the same age as Gina and, hearing Briony was

Briony take the sunniest room, saying it was best for the

settle over her-a sense of home she hadn't

prepare a hearty

James had a bowl, but wouldn't

really good,

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

Briony was speechless.

photos of the warmly lit

Then he called.

in his usual straightforward way, “Mr.

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