Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony told Stella everything that had happened at The Wentworth Group, including what she'd seen-Stewart coughing up blood.

Stella fell silent for a long time after listening.

Then suddenly, as if something clicked, she exclaimed, "No wonder I thought Cedric Clarke's been showing up in the ER way more often. Turns out he wasn't there for work, he was treating Stewart in secret, wasn't he?"

Briony pressed her lips together and said nothing.

"So just now, when Cedric said he was going to the hospital, was he going to see Stewart again?"

"Most likely."

Stella lapsed into silence again.

Coughing up blood-things must be serious.

She might despise Stewart, but with someone that sick, she decided she'd better hold her tongue and not say anything harsh.

Stella fixed her gaze on Briony. "If Stewart really is this sick, what are you going to do?"

Briony met Stella's eyes, her expression calm. "I'd feel sorry."

"Briony! Say that again—"

I'd feel sorry for

out an exasperated sigh. "Can you just finish a sentence without all the

really have moved on. Everything between Stewart and me—it's in the

you sure?" Stella

can't cut him out entirely, but any contact is just

only worry is that he'll get the wrong idea and

down again. Honestly, he's been good to the kids lately.

Stella huffed. "If he'd just stayed away, the kids wouldn't miss him when he's gone. But now he's

became a mom, Stella couldn't stand to see kids

nothing, her lips pressed

to say. The whole

undefeated star attorney, the one everyone in Northborough's legal

this: betrayed by his

a moment's hesitation, Stella asked, "Should I ask Cedric

anything. If Stewart cares about the kids, he'll do whatever it takes to