Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Even though she knew the real reason, she still pretended to be in the dark.

"So you're planning to give me custody of Mario?"

"Yes." Stewart's tone was earnest. "I'm moving out from the Wentworth family registry, and in a little while, I'll be relocating overseas."

Briony fixed her gaze on him. "You went through so much trouble to win custody of your son, and now you're giving it up so easily?"

"That was because The Wentworth Group needed an heir." Stewart's expression was steady, betraying nothing. "Now that neither the company nor the family has anything to do with me, I'm heading abroad to start a new business. The early days will be hectic and unpredictable. If Mario comes with me, I won't be able to give him the attention he deserves."

His explanation made perfect sense.

Briony studied the man before her, thinking to herself how convincing his lies could be.

She asked, "Have you discussed this with Mario?"

Stewart's Adam's apple bobbed. "Not yet."

"Mario really depends on you right now. While you've been away these past few days, he's even called out for you in his sleep."

Stewart froze.

Briony went on, "Stewart, I'm grateful you'd give Mario to me, but he's used to being with you. I hope you'll consider his feelings, too."

A sharp pain twisted in Stewart's chest.

If only the real reason for giving up custody was just an international move.

But that was just a lie.

truth was, he didn't have much

to make sure everything

fade with time. And staying with you and little Nina will be much better for his development." Briony regarded him in silence for a moment before replying, "As long as you're sure. Once you've decided about the paperwork, let me

agreed to take part in

who recorded

called: the child had been found, in Karen's ex-husband Gallagher's family

as they drove through the night to Gallagher's

road, they

raining steadily, the

on the door of the

bleary-eyed from sleep, answered. Before she could make sense of who was at

close behind, cameras jostling, capturing the chaos in

"Burglars! There are burglars in the

scene quickly descended

the night before,

child in Gallagher's

week, Karen could

He'd been abused.

with blood, an arm crudely bound to his chest with an old scarf.

eyes instantly filled

son in her arms, then handed him to the officer Suddenly, she spun around and dashed

didn't make it far-the crew stopped

knife clattered to the floor. Karen collapsed, wailing,

caught every

to the local hospital. One arm was broken, his body mottled with bruises, but thankfully, his internal organs were

mercy in a

clear her son's life wasn't in