Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

James and Carney took little Nina to the newly opened children's amusement park in the old town.

Back at home, Gwendolyn White was helping Briony bake a cake.

Every year, Briony made Nina's birthday cake herself.

She was remarkably talented with her hands—no matter what she tried, she picked it up instantly and always did it to perfection.

Gwendolyn, on the other hand, wasn't much of a baker, but she was happy to lend a hand.

As the two of them worked in the kitchen, Gwendolyn glanced over and asked, "So, what are you planning to do next?"

"I went back to Northborough yesterday," Briony replied.

Gwendolyn paused, looking at her. "Did you see your brother?"

Briony nodded.

focused on the cake in front of her. From where Gwendolyn stood, Briony's profile looked calm, her gaze

my way out, I ran into

widened in surprise. "What

didn't seem all that shocked to see me," Briony said, her voice even. "Back when I faked my death and left with Nina, Mr. Chadwick warned me that Stewart might not believe it completely. He's been keeping tabs on the antiquities world these past two years-I

from him forever, but I hoped you'd get

two years ago, but he hasn't been in a rush to find us. That's just how he is ruthless, willing to do anything to get what he wants. If he truly wanted to track us down, Nina and I wouldn't have

afraid you'll ask for a divorce? Did you bring it up

he said if I insisted on divorcing him, he'd fight me for custody of

at? Isn't Irwin nine years old now-doesn't he have a mother? The nerve! After everything, he still has the audacity to threaten you about Nina-let him try! I'd

tried to soothe her. "Godmother, don't get worked up. I know what I'm doing-he's

He cheated, his own son died because of

the eggshell in her hand

it.