Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony understood what he was getting at. "Ms. Riley spoke to me today."

Carl hesitated, then asked, "So... you already know?"

She nodded. "Yes, I'm aware of everything about Stewart's condition."

Hope flickered in Carl's eyes. "Then... would you be willing to talk to Mr. Wentworth? Maybe persuade him?"

Briony's expression remained calm. "I'm sorry."

The expectation drained from Carl's face in an instant.

But he knew—Briony had no obligation to intervene with Stewart again. And Stewart himself certainly wouldn't want her to know, much less for them to secretly come begging her for help. If Stewart ever found out, he'd probably be furious.

Suppressing his emotions, Carl gave Briony a polite nod. "Ms. Kensington, I'll be heading back then."

Briony stopped him. "Wait a moment-let me get something for you."

Carl paused, a faint glimmer of hope returning. "Of course. I'll wait."

Briony turned and walked back inside. She went to her room, retrieved a thick photo album, and handed it to Carl.

He took the album, heavy in his hands.

"This is every photo of Little Nina from birth to her first birthday," Briony explained. “There's also a flash drive inside. It has videos I recorded of her up to age three. Give them to Stewart."

Carl's eyes grew red-rimmed as he clutched the album.

quietly. "Just tell him this is a farewell gift from Little Nina. If he truly loves his child, maybe just maybe he'll find

felt deeply moved on Stewart's behalf.

grow

eyes, and headed out

...

to the living room, the two little ones were playing quietly in the kids'

making tea and was

down in the armchair

cup. "Do you think giving him

back. Of course, she'd left out Lorna's explanations about Stewart and Rosita she truly didn't care anymore, and there

doing all I can," she said, lifting her cup for a

Nina. He hesitated, then said

braver than

is a different kid

"Oh-by the way,

stilled, teacup halfway to her

broke this

out his phone and opened a news app. "Look at this-while we've been away this week,

taking a few minutes to

gone, the Wentworth family is finished," James said; shaking his head. "Fred really is the black sheep of the family Give

back, staying silent.