Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"What are you trying to say?"

"Briony, how can you still be so naïve?" Rosita pulled her phone out of her pocket. "Honestly, Stewart has known about your pregnancy for a long time. Did you really think moving to Silveridge would mean you'd finally escape him?"

She pressed play on a recording.

Stewart's voice came through, cold and flat: "It's just as well if the babies are lost."

Cedric Clarke's voice was sharp with disbelief. "Are you out of your mind? What the hell are you saying? Those are your children! Stewart! If you ever say something like that again, I swear I'll cut you off for good!"

Stewart replied, unshaken, "I'm just stating the facts."

Cedric's voice rose to a shout. "Stewart! Say one more word and I'll punch you in the face, you hear me? Those are your children! Even if you don't care about Briony, you have no right to talk like that!"

The recording ended.

Rosita watched Briony's face drain of all color, a satisfied smirk curving her lips. "Did you hear that clearly, Ms. Kensington?"

Briony clutched her belly. Stewart's words still echoed in her ears, harsh and cold.

She remembered that stormy afternoon, when he'd told her, "The best thing would be if you weren't pregnant at all."

So from the very beginning, his feelings about her pregnancy hadn't just been indifference he'd actually despised it.

say, "It's just as well if the babies

he'd only ever have one child-Irwin. He never wanted anything to threaten that. When he thought you'd ended

another step toward Briony, eyes

you really think running off to Silveridge would let

caught. Her heart hammered in

or the anger, but the twins inside her began

trembling hand to her belly, forcing herself to stay calm. She couldn't let Rosita get

telling me all this will change

doing this for the Wentworth fortune, and I don't care if Stewart acknowledges them or not. They're my children, and that's all that matters. Stewart, the Wentworths-they have nothing to

care what

step closer. Briony, wary now, backed

touch you. Because Stewart's already on his way

Briony froze.

went on, her voice sweet as venom. "Don't let Stewart catch you. If he does,

facility overseas. He wants your babies' cord blood for research-he thinks it could lead to a treatment for Irwin. You know Irwin's had asthma since birth. He's so weak. As the only heir to the Wentworths, Stewart will do anything for him. That's the

Briony's voice

pain in her abdomen, and braced herself against the wall as she hurried

up on you —without your knowledge. And you really thought you were living here in peace? How naïve. Stewart's