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?"

I'll take legal action," Briony said, absently brushing her hand over her stomach. "I know suing Stewart

in this marriage. I won't be the one to betray your trust. Since you've made up your mind, I wish you all the

already doing plenty by keeping this from Stewart." Briony looked him in the eye. "I trust your character,

Cedric replied

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

money. Don't worry

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, I know she'd want to see

her lips together,

really did want

accident, she hadn't truly seen her, not even

take her for a walk in the little park out back. You can see her

"What about Mrs. Joyner...?"

her.

relief mixing with

to see Stella

ever