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.

continued quietly. "Just tell him this is a farewell gift from Little Nina. If he truly loves his child, maybe just maybe he'll find the strength to try again for

felt deeply moved on Stewart's

grow up

nodded, wiping at his eyes, and headed out to his

...

the living room, the two little ones were playing quietly in the

finished making tea and was waiting for

sat down in the

used a pair of tongs to hand her a steaming cup. "Do you think giving him Little Nina's album will make

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

I can," she said, lifting her

at Little Mario, who was playing with Nina. He hesitated, then said in a low

smiled. "He's a lot braver than when we first

He really is a

the way, the Wentworth

stilled, teacup halfway to her lips.

news broke this

and opened a news app. "Look at this-while we've been away this week, Northborough's been buzzing with

the stories, taking a few minutes

sheep of the

back, staying silent. But deep down,