Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

James accompanied Briony to the police station.

The drive from Skybreeze Retreat was slow, deliberately so-James kept his foot easy on the gas, giving Briony every chance to speak. He waited, half expecting her to break the silence, to ask questions or even just sigh. But she never did. All the way to the station, she sat beside him, silent and unnervingly calm.

When they finally pulled up to the station, James switched off the engine and unbuckled his seatbelt. He turned to Briony and said quietly, "Bryn, we're here."

Her lashes fluttered. She undid her seatbelt and pushed open the door. Outside, a light rain was still falling, soft and steady.

James opened his umbrella and walked around to her side, holding it over her head as she stepped out. She didn't thank him, just started toward the entrance, determined and distant.

Inside the station, Cedric Clarke, Carl, and Lorna were already waiting. They'd finished giving their statements but stayed behind for Briony. The air in the waiting room was heavy, thick with unspoken questions and dread.

It wasn't until Briony stepped across the threshold into the station that everything started to feel real. For a moment, her mind flashed back to the day her mother drowned herself in the river-how utterly she'd understood, even then, that her life was about to fracture.

She knew, with a cold certainty, what kind of news was coming.

Soon after, Briony was called alone into an interview room. Because she owned the car at the center of the explosion, she had both a right to know the details and an obligation to cooperate with the investigation.

But what did Briony really know?

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

timed explosive under her car. The blast was powerful, but thankfully, Stewart had managed to drive the vehicle to

Stewart was gone. The divers

Stewart's chances of survival were

they knew, the officer started the formal

your

my ex-husband-the father

what were you doing at the amusement park

begging to ride the Ferris

the park? Or did

searched her memory. “He was going to put our daughter in my car, but then-for some reason-he changed his mind. He insisted Ltake both kids in his car instead, and his assistant drove

out of the

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seconds, then looked up at the officer. "Maybe. But the kids were crying and Stewart was so insistent, I just

have children,