Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Stewart, if you're sick, go see a doctor. Stop dragging me into your drama."

Briony ended the call without waiting for a reply.

She nearly blocked Cedric Clarke's number too, but when she thought of Stella Joyner, she hesitated and let it slide.

"What were you about to say?" Briony pocketed her phone and looked up at James.

James cleared his throat and waved his hand dismissively. "Nothing, really. I just wanted to say there's no need to be so formal between us. We're like family-no need for all that 'thank you' business."

Briony grinned. "Got it. From now on, I'll treat you like my own little brother. No more formalities."

"That's more like it!" James beamed. "We're both only children, after all. A brother- sister bond works-always have each other's backs."

He scratched the back of his head and turned to watch the distant sunset. He looked calm and relaxed, but a faint ache stirred in his chest.

Briony didn't notice anything amiss; she simply followed his gaze toward the horizon.

The sun dipped behind the hills, and neon lights flickered on across the city.

James snuck a sideways glance at her delicate profile-the soft curve of her cheek aglow in the last light. Affection flickered in his eyes, but he kept it hidden beneath the cover of night.

Northborough, private club, VIP lounge.

Cedric Clarke snatched his phone back.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" He glared at Stewart, exasperated. "You're trying to win your wife back, not issue orders to your employees!"

Stewart pressed his lips together, silent.

had probably gone in one ear and out the

be home in half an hour-no, scratch that, fifteen minutes if you

look. "Heading back to change another diaper? What, is your

the diapers- it's about being there! No one can

studied him

married Stella, he rarely came out for drinks at night. The only reason he was here now was because Stewart

was looking out for Briony for

obvious: Cedric truly loved

gotten her memory back?" Stewart

paused, then shook his

realizes she doesn't really love

my phone, and this is what I get? Are you

hesitated, then continued. "I just wonder-does

"Of course it does!"

like his friend had just lost all

because you love her, aren't you?" Stewart frowned, thinking it over seriously. "I

Cedric stared. "Excuse me?"

agreed to get what we each needed. I think we've both

reason for a divorce. That's the only reason I'm

serious. "Are you sure

replied. "She filed for divorce because she

she assumed Irwin was my son. I've cleared all

only reason she wants a divorce is because of those

Stewart looked at Cedric, frowning. "Plus, now we have Little

get why she's so determined to