Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

A four-year-old child-she couldn't possibly understand any of this.

But she knew who her father was.

Lately, Stewart had been paying more attention to both children, and it was only natural for a child to gravitate toward her own father; blood ties ran deep.

Ferdinand was self-aware enough not to pit himself against the girl's biological dad.

"I understand," Ferdinand said, looking at Briony with a sigh of resignation. "Let's leave it up to Little Nina. Three days from now, the Wentworth Group will hold a shareholders' meeting at nine o'clock sharp. Bryn, you must bring Little Nina and her vote to the meeting."

Briony said nothing.

She knew that not showing up would be the same as abstaining.

And if she asked Little Nina for her opinion, chances were, she'd side with her father.

Ferdinand knew Briony couldn't make up her mind right away.

He stood, gazing at her, and finally said, "Bryn, you once saved my life. I hope you'll remember what I'm telling you today-no matter what happens to me in the future, I'll do everything I can to protect you."

looked back at

was earnest, his gentle eyes charming and utterly free of malice. Those eyes were nothing

took

these last four years. From now on, neither of us owes the other anything. As for whether we'll stay friends, I guess that's up to

...

alone in the garden

the end, it was James who came out looking for

everything-Ferdinand's background, what he'd revealed about the Wentworth family, all

attend the shareholders' meeting was the hardest decision she'd faced in a long

to Stella; Stella was struggling with her own issues lately, and Briony didn't want to burden

it the same way Briony

Nina," he said. "She's

in case. If she ever grows up and hates the choice

Briony was speechless.

honestly, it was the most straightforward

all, a ten percent stake in the Wentworth Group