Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Let's talk in my car," Lorna said. "Since this involves some personal matters, Mr. Delaney will need to excuse us."

James shot her a look but said nothing.

Lorna's car was a sleek black Land Rover.

Briony slipped into the passenger seat and quietly closed the door. Lorna switched on the air conditioning, adjusting the temperature as a chill breeze filled the interior.

For a moment, Briony sat in silence, studying her. From Lorna's clothes to the understated luxury of her car, everything about her was completely different from the persona she used to show the world. This, Briony thought, must be closer to the real Lorna.

Lorna caught Briony's gaze and, noticing the scrutiny in her eyes, let out a soft laugh and arched an elegant brow. “Judging by your reaction, you seem surprised... but oddly calm?"

Briony's lips curved in a faint smile. "Crystal told me you knew martial arts."

"So I've been exposed all along!" Lorna shrugged, feigning exasperation. "Guess

I'm really losing my edge these days. Maybe it's finally time to retire."

"So

her tone light and almost playful. "The real deal.

you would be called an illegal armed

topic. “I asked

"Go ahead."

I get the job done. Everything I did to you before—was just part of the act. And I swear on my life, I never laid a finger

was

"You know? Who

figured it out for myself." Briony held her gaze, speaking plainly. "At the start, you and Stewart nearly drove me insane. But children don't lie. If you and Stewart had treated him badly, little Mariowould never have wanted to go back to Southcreek Manor. I was just so anxious I let

her. "So... all that acting was for

got what he wanted, and I survived it. But I won't I I thank him for it. He always thinks

are for my own good

he

their own to live. No matter his intentions, his schemes and manipulations forced me down a path I never chose, and the pain I went through-no one can share that burden with

lousy plan from the start. But Stewart was determined, and I was just doing the