Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

He looked up at Briony again, his gaze steady. "Name your terms. What do I have to do for you to come home with our daughter?"

"If you really insist on us coming back," Briony took a deep breath, her voice frosty, "then press charges against Rosita and make sure she goes to prison."

"I can't do that."

"Then there's nothing left to discuss." Briony's tone was icy and final. "Unless your son comes back to life, I'm done making compromises for you."

"I promised Randolph I would look after Rosita. I can't go back on my word. But," Stewart hesitated, "I can promise you this-whatever happens with Rosita from now on, I won't get involved."

The implication was clear: if Briony wanted to do anything to Rosita, he wouldn't stand in her way.

In other words, he wasn't going to shield Rosita anymore.

Briony understood-this was the biggest concession Stewart could make right

now.

"Stewart, you'd better keep your word."

"I don't need to lie to you about something like this."

a cold laugh. "As if you haven't schemed

her eyes, his expression earnest. "Briony, for her sake, can

go back to Northborough," Briony said coolly, "but I'm not moving into Southcreek

Stewart frowned. "Why not?"

you—I'm never going back there." Her tone was

like Southcreek Manor, we

matter, Stewart wouldn't

we're both adults. You know as well as I do that holding a grudge isn't going to solve anything. I gave you my word about Rosita and I intend to

pressed her lips together, saying

right?" Stewart said. "Four years ago, I bought a riverside villa there. It's ready to move in. If you don't want to go back

Manor, we'll move

Briony still didn't respond.

continued, "If there's anything else you want, now's the time

fine. But Irwin

eye. "I told you, I'll treat both kids equally. I'm not asking you to love

Briony let