Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony stood off to the side, watching the scene unfold, her eyes calm and unreadable.

Ferdinand glared at Stewart, his eyes bloodshot. "If you ever dare humiliate Bryn again, I swear I won't let you off so easily!"

Carl rushed over, grabbing Ferdinand and pulling him away from Stewart with force.

Stumbling back a few steps, Ferdinand straightened up, tugged his collar back into place where Carl had yanked it askew, and continued to glare at Stewart. "Mr. Wentworth, are you alright?" Carl asked anxiously, his own eyes rimmed with red.

Stewart steadied himself, gently brushing Carl's hand away. He lifted a hand to his lips, stifling a cough, swallowing the metallic taste of blood that rose in his throat.

At a distance, Briony's gaze never left Stewart. She stood as if carved from stone, her face a blank mask.

Stewart wiped a smear of blood from the corner of his mouth. "I'm fine. Just a scratch."

Carl glanced down at Stewart's clenched fists, hanging at his sides and trembling ever so slightly, worry etched deep on his face.

Mr. Wentworth was already pushing himself too hard-now he'd taken a punch from Ferdinand as well.

cough up blood just now, but Stewart had

to Barrie. "Those videos and photos of Rosita-how much does Mr. Lockwood

up Rosita's scandalous footage. “Still hopelessly in love with Rosita, are you, Mr. Wentworth? Even now, after she's ruined her reputation and run off to Ferguson, you're still trying to protect her? I guess some

Barrie meant every

"Tell Mr. Lockwood to contact me when

straightened his suit jacket, squared his

passed by Briony, he heard her speak quietly. "Little Nina asked me to

in his tracks, turning slightly to

meeting his dark,

air between them turned

gentle voice. "After everything he's done

didn't answer Ferdinand. Her eyes never

pull a handkerchief from his pocket, slowly wiping the blood from

lingered on him, noting the bruises and pinpricks on the

Briony? If you want to vote for me just say it. But honestly you're unbelievable. After everything I've done to