Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Stewart frowned. "What do you mean?"

Garry watched him, a faint, knowing smile at the corner of his lips. "I have someone here," he said, eyes never leaving Stewart's face. "And I think this person might be even more valuable to you than Rosita."

An hour later, Stewart finally emerged from the building.

Outside, Carl was being watched by several men in black suits; he hadn't been allowed to go in with Stewart. As soon as Stewart appeared, Carl rushed up to him. "Mr. Wentworth, how did it go?"

"We're heading home," Stewart replied, his voice cold and clipped.

Carl was caught off guard. "What about Ms. Lockwood?"

"She won't be coming back for at least three years." Stewart raised a hand and rubbed his brow, visibly exhausted. "Let's go."

Carl had a thousand questions, but seeing Stewart's worn expression, he didn't dare press for answers.

That same day, Stewart and Carl hurried back to Silveridge, barely stopping to catch their breath.

After a grueling, nearly twelve-hour flight, they landed back in Silveridge just after eleven in the morning.

As soon as they stepped out of the airport, Stewart insisted on going straight to the hospital. Carl didn't argue.

It was exactly noon when they arrived at the Women's and Children's Hospital. Stewart climbed out of the car and strode directly toward the maternity ward.

meeting Garry —tense, distracted, on edge. Not daring to interfere, Carl quietly sent a message

But Cedric didn't reply.

of options, Carl trailed helplessly behind as Stewart pushed open the door to Briony's

warmth in the room vanished in an instant as

and James were both there. James was the first to react, moving quickly to block Stewart's path. "What are you doing here?

face was icy.

one who needs to leave!" James snapped,

voice cut through

to

in bed, her striking eyes fixed on James. "Don't do anything rash," she said

everything he's done to you,

what I mean." Briony pressed her lips together and sighed. "But I do have questions for him. Let me speak to him first-then you can throw him

relented, stepping aside. "Fine. Ask

before rising to stand off to the side. She knew there were some things only the people involved could truly work

Briony, his gaze dark and inscrutable. "What

and steady. "You have a private

"How

was true-he really did

that medical center set