Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Looking at Briony's calm expression, a chill crept up Lorna's spine.

"When did you find out?"

"Little Nina mentioned he was sick a while back," Briony replied honestly. "And at the board meeting, Stewart got punched by Ferdinand and blood was pouring from his mouth. I'm no doctor, but the way he was bleeding was all wrong. I also noticed needle marks on the back of his hand. So after the meeting, I sat in my car and waited. Sure enough, I saw him throw up blood."

Lorna could only give her a thumbs up. "Not only are you observant, but you've got nerves of steel!"

"He's been hiding how seriously ill he is. Then, right in front of Barrie, he brought up Rosita again, and later he tried to humiliate me," Briony said, locking eyes with Lorna. "What exactly is going on between Barrie and Stewart?"

"All I'll say is—if Stewart's interested in a woman, Barrie suddenly is too."

Briony frowned. "What is wrong with him?"

kind of sleazy, silver-tongued creep who only looks respectable on the outside. You have no idea how much I want to throw up every

a hand with a wry smile after a brief pause. She

never really part of the same world. Whatever happened during those years he spent

straightforward, suddenly sounded a little melancholy. "You two have such different backgrounds and ways of seeing the world. Forced relationships never work out.

sense the deeper meaning

about that other world Lorna referred

that Stewart was carrying

ordinary woman, with two children to raise. Whatever world Stewart belonged to,

to see me today," Briony said quietly dooking at

showing up here is going against his

him die!" Lorna sighed. "He still has a chance,