Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Is there something you want to say to me?"

"Yes." Briony reached into her purse and pulled out a card, sliding it across the table toward Cedric Clarke. "There's a hundred thousand in here."

Cedric glanced at the bank card, brow furrowing. "What's this for?"

"Star might not remember me anymore, but I'm still her sister. This is just a little something from me. Please, keep it for her."

He didn't take the card, studying her instead. "Are you planning to leave Northborough?"

Briony nodded.

"Have you finalized your divorce from Stewart?"

"No," she replied evenly. "And since you already know about the pregnancy, I'l

just be honest. I want to have the baby first. When two years are up-or if Stewart changes his mind before then—I'll come back and settle the divorce."

Cedric's frown deepened. "And if Stewart refuses?"

legal action," Briony said, absently brushing her hand over her stomach. "I know suing Stewart won't

but even I know you've been through hell in this marriage. I won't be the one to betray your trust. Since

the eye. "I trust your character,

Cedric

card. If you and Star end up together, consider it my wedding gift to her. Just find a reason to give it

your own, pregnant-keep the money. Don't worry about

Briony insisted, her tone gentle but firm. "It would put me at ease." Cedric relented, a hint of resignation in his voice. "Alright. I'll hold onto it for now." Briony stood.

go up and see her? If she hadn't lost her memory,

her lips together, her nose

really did want to see

hadn't

to sense her hesitation. After a moment's thought, he suggested, "How about this-I'll take

"What about Mrs. Joyner...?"

worry," Cedric assured her. "I'll handle

nodded, relief mixing with

really wanted to see Stella one

if she'd ever get the