Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

By the time they reached Havenport, it was already midday.

The group headed straight to the hotel to check in. For convenience and safety -they'd all booked rooms on the same floor. Blair's room was right next to Briony's.

They kept lunch simple and ate at the hotel restaurant.

Halfway through the meal, Blair slipped away.

"Where's Blair?" asked Lawyer Hughes, glancing around.

"He's eating in his room," Briony replied.

Lawyer Hughes paused for a moment, then nodded as realization dawned. "Oh, right. He's still got that injury on his face-probably easier for him to eat alone."

Before they'd finished eating, Blair reappeared. Maybe it was Briony's scolding that morning, but he seemed a lot more efficient now.

As they finished their meal, rain began to fall over Havenport.

Manager Dawson, who was overseeing the project negotiations, arrived in a minivan to pick them up.

destination was a local children's home in Havenport, a place that cared

of these children, the home had been named

sat halfway up a mountain, about an hour's drive from the hotel. The latter part of the journey wound up narrow mountain roads, and with the rain coming down,

shrouded the mountainside, and the gray, rainy sky pressed low overhead. But the orphanage glowed with

and playful shouts echoed from

a young man named Garfield White-gentle features,

had filled Briony in on Garfield's background. He'd inherited the role from his mother, who had founded the orphanage. After her passing, Garfield had stepped

thirty-five, who had autism in fact, Starlight Orphanage

originally been created by

by

and her group warmly, then led them on a tour of

here are all mothers of children with special needs," Garfield explained

a table in the meeting

typing and looked up at Garfield.

"There's one," Garfield replied.

speak

said, pulling out his phone. He dialed quickly. "Ms. Gill? Could you come by the meeting room? The