Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony glanced at the clock—already half past nine.

The kids really should be getting to bed.

She walked over, eyeing the three empty bottles of whiskey on the dining table. She wasn't worried about them out of kindness; but if something happened while they were drinking in her house, she'd be the one in trouble.

"Gentlemen, it's getting late. Time to head home," Briony said, her voice crisp and

no-nonsense.

At her words, Stewart arched a dark brow, his eyes slightly glazed and tinged red from the alcohol as he looked at Garry. With a faint, teasing smile he said, "Garry, you heard her. Time to go."

"Me?" Garry chuckled. "Stewart, Ms. Kensington isn't just sending me away, you know."

Stewart's lips curled. "We're married-how could she possibly send me away?" Garry let out a dry laugh and turned to Briony. "Ms. Kensington, do you agree with that?"

Briony had no patience for their drunken banter-especially since both men were clearly three sheets to the wind. She called Carl in directly.

When Carl saw Stewart, he was stunned. After working with Stewart for so many years, he'd never seen him drink this much. Stewart's whole face was flushed red, and the bloodshot look in his eyes was almost alarming.

Carl's gaze flicked to the empty bottles on the table. He sucked in a breath—if anyone with a weaker constitution had drunk this much, they'd be on their way to the ER for a stomach pump.

He walked over to Stewart, bent down, and spoke softly, "Mr. Wentworth, it's late. Let me drive you home?"

Stewart didn't move. He sat tall and still, long fingers idly turning an empty glass. He didn't speak, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

Carl was at a loss.

him out if you

hesitated. "...I really

Garry let out a low laugh. "Stewart, never thought I'd see

nor did he

soon. Little Mario's still sick—he can't be staying up late. Do you want me to have a driver take you home, or

hesitated. "Wouldn't it

I just need to put on fresh

"Um..."

Carol, you and little Mario should stay!" Little Nina chimed in from the

this, little Mario's eyes lit up as well. He hurried over and tugged Carol's

want to say something?"

pointed to

words." Carol tapped his lips, patiently encouraging him.

thought it over, then finally, slowly, he said, word by word,

eyes shone with excitement as she stroked his hair. "You're amazing,

Yay!" Little Nina clapped her

curving with joy, a spark of life shining through that made him look brighter than

reddened as she watched

and turned to Briony. "I've been with him for so long, and I never thought he could make such progress in just a few days. Ms. Kensington,

looked at little Mario with genuine love and concern. Garry might have picked

then, Garry and Stewart suddenly stood up from