Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"I was free before, but you never showed," Stewart said flatly.

"That was a fluke," Briony shot back, frowning. "I'm available any time these days."

"Well, I'm not."

Briony didn't buy it. "Don't tell me you're so busy you can't even spare an hour to get the divorce papers signed."

"Irwin's been acting up lately. I really can't get away."

"It's just an hour."

"You brought Irwin into our lives. You know how he gets-when he throws a fit, it takes forever to calm him down."

Briony pressed her lips together. When she used to look after Irwin, he rarely threw tantrums. But when he did, he was stubborn, and it always took time and patience to talk him down.

"Of course, if you really want, I could bring Irwin along," Stewart continued, his voice drifting through the phone. "I just worry he'll get attached all over again once he sees you."

Briony was silent, taking a slow breath to steady herself. "Stewart, I don't want to go in circles. Just answer me-when are we finalizing the divorce?"

"Do you really have to go through with this?" he asked quietly.

She almost laughed in disbelief. "Have I not made myself clear enough?"

He hesitated, his voice dropping. "But you... you'll never be able to have children of your own now."

Briony gave a cold, sharp laugh. "So what?"

"If you'd just reconsider," Stewart said, suddenly solemn, "we don't have to get divorced. Irwin could always be your son. We could still be a family."

For a moment, Briony couldn't breathe. She honestly thought she must have misheard him.

So this was Stewart's version of sympathy? Because she couldn't have children anymore, he was willing to offer Irwin to her as some kind of consolation prize? She never realized a forged medical record could have such an impact.

again, Stewart managed to

said icily. "I'd rather spend my life

on the

spoke with a chilling calm. "I made

was a pause, then Stewart gave a low,

sharp,"

"Alright."

She ended the call.

send all the gifts back to Southcreek Manor.

emerging when Gina arrived with lunch and fussed over her to remember her prenatal

pills, set an

at 1:30. She washed her face, grabbed her bag, and headed out for

at 1:50, clutching her documents as she

fall

With

heavy and dark, the last of the city's snow

the waiting area,

on

be here any

...

Mercedes pulled up in front of city

nearby, then turned to Stewart. "Mr. Wentworth, it

a glance at Irwin, who was fast asleep with his head lolling on the back seat, a mischievous glint flickering in Stewart's

reached over and gently pinched Irwin's

rolled over, and mumbled,

Stewart arched an eyebrow.

the scene, offered, "Looks like the

him so you can go in on your

sense dragging a tired child out in the pouring rain, risking

as the words left his mouth,

Stewart got out-taking the drowsy Irwin with