Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Compared to Rosita Lockwood, Lorna was a dream come true for him.

He grinned. "Out of all Stewart's women, you're the one who satisfies me most, Lorna. Just remember to always be as clever as you are right now, understood?"

Lorna opened the driver's side door, leaned in, and kissed the corner of his mouth. "Understood, Mr. Lockwood."

That was her special name for Barrie.

Barrie's Adam's apple bobbed as his grip tightened around her waist, clearly intending more—when a car horn blared impatiently behind them.

A frazzled driver stuck her head out the window. "Hey, the cars up front are gone! Could you hurry it up? I have to pick up my kid from school!"

Few things carry more pent-up frustration than a parent on the school run.

Lorna quickly pulled open the back door and nudged Barrie inside, shutting it behind him. She flashed the other driver an apologetic smile. "Sorry, we're moving, thanks for your patience!"

She slid into the driver's seat, pressed the gas, and pulled ahead.

As they passed Briony, Lorna noticed James Delaney had appeared at some point. Through the window, their eyes met for a brief moment.

In that split second, Lorna caught the contempt in James's gaze-sharp and unmistakable.

away as if unaffected,

Had James just seen her kiss

he drove straight over. The moment he

he stood, it looked like her lips were pressed right up against Barrie's. James let out a cold, derisive snort and

a sharp, bitter thought twisted through him: Typical gold-digger-her eyes never stray from power. She'll even kiss a snake like Barrie if

had already

for repairs, and the insurance company would handle the

rest.

to worry

because she and James were heading to Elderview for business

wouldn't

Clarke took Stella Joyner and Aster home as

two weeks at Skybreeze Retreat, there

that both Briony and James would be

next morning, Briony and James set out for

special purpose: they were heading down into

Winslow and several experts from The Antiquarian Society