Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Cheating, Briony? Is that what you think?"

Briony let out a cold laugh. "Stewart, maybe you just can't see decency in anyone because you've never had any yourself."

"Oh, so I'm wrong, am I?"

Stewart closed the distance between them, step by step.

With the bathroom behind her, Briony retreated, lowering her voice in warning. "Don't come any closer."

"What's wrong?" Stewart's expression darkened. "You can get so cozy with Ferdinand and James, but when it comes to me, you act like I'm poison?"

Briony glared, brows tightly knit, wary of waking their daughter. Her voice was a furious whisper. "You're unhinged. I can't talk sense to you. Get out!"

But Stewart wasn't backing down.

He grabbed her wrist in his large hand, dragging her into the bathroom.

"Stewart-!"

Her protest was muffled as the bathroom door slammed shut.

Stewart pinned her against the tiled wall.

He gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.

"Briony, you're still Mrs. Wentworth. You'd do well to remember that."

at his chest,

Stewart leaned in so close their noses nearly touched, his voice icy. "Already saving yourself for

shot

breath mingled. "Legally, I could do anything

Smack!

echoed in the

Stewart froze in shock.

him away, breath trembling. "Our deal ended a long time ago. If you'd just let

his eyes black with

and unforgiving. Briony stared

Stewart. I'm not your personal release. If you have needs, find someone else. I won't stand in

to go find another woman?" Stewart's jaw clenched, fury blazing in his eyes. "How generous

we're married. You and I both

dark gaze bore

eyes, her voice cool and steady. "Even if I were interested in someone else, I wouldn't cross the line while we're still

your sake, Mr. Wentworth.

how suffocating and disgusting this marriage had become, she would

vel

would

would give people an excuse to look down on

pressed into a thin,

turned, and yanked open the bathroom door. Under his stormy gaze, she

open the doors. "I'm going to bed. Please