"Mrs. Winslow seems to have misunderstood me," Stewart said calmly.

"Misunderstood?" Gwendolyn White let out a cold laugh. "Mr. Wentworth, don't tell me you're here to win Bryn back."

Stewart arched a dark eyebrow. "We're not divorced yet. What's there to win back?"

"Separated is separated, divorce or not." Gwendolyn pressed down her anger, trying her best to keep her voice even.

"Mr. Wentworth, Bryn has devoted herself to that child for five years. The least you could do, for all the years she's helped raise your son, is leave her alone."

"Mrs. Winslow, I'm only here because Irwin wants to see his mother."

Of course. Gwendolyn had heard plenty about Stewart's obvious favoritism toward Irwin.

"Doesn't that boy have his own birth mother?" she sighed. "You two are separated now. Bryn has no obligation to keep raising your child."

"Irwin's biological mother isn't fit to look after him."

"And what does that have to do with Bryn?"

Gwendolyn's face turned cold. "So you just see Bryn as a convenient nanny, is that it? Because your son needs a mother, you refuse to let her go. You're only clinging to this marriage so you can keep her tied to you, making it look legitimate for her to keep raising your son-is that your plan?"

Stewart met her anger with infuriating calm. "Irwin has an excellent caregiver looking after him now."

"Then why are you still dragging your feet about the divorce?"

He didn't answer. Instead, he said, "There's no need to tell Bryn that I brought Irwin to Silveridge. She should focus on her pregnancy and not worry about us."

"And then what?" Gwendolyn couldn't make sense of him. "Once she has the baby, are you going to fight her for custody? Or is this just another way to use the child to keep her chained to you?"

Stewart didn't respond.

and said,

it take for you to

"I'll agree, as long

already have a son. Why must

concern, Mrs. Winslow." Stewart gave her a faint, cold

and let out

years, she'd never met anyone so

...

Briony, Gwendolyn ultimately decided not to mention that Stewart

interested in disturbing Briony for

managed to track them down, it could only mean he had eyes and ears

Gwendolyn confided

right call," Carney said, leaning against the

off his reading glasses. "As

the baby arrives to deal with

worry he'll use the baby to

he tries, well, there's always Mr.

turning onto her side and pulling up the covers. "No use worrying

sleep well." Carney set his glasses on the nightstand and

...

Northborough, Southcreek Manor.

was in the kitchen baking cookies when the doorbell rang. She hurried out to

in a cream-colored dress, long hair draped over her

slightly. "Can

gentle smile. "Hello, I'm Irwin's mother. My name is

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