Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

He'd always thought that taking a family trip together once a year was something he did well-as a husband, and as a father.

But lately, maybe because Cedric Clarke was such an exemplary dad, Stewart found himself reflecting more and more during his rare moments of downtime.

Except, when he actually looked back, he realized he hadn't been all that present in those five years of marriage...

"Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?"

Snapping out of it, Stewart cleared his throat. "Got time to grab a drink?"

"Drinks?" Cedric Clarke shot back without hesitation. "No way. If my wife finds out, I'll be sleeping on the couch for a week!"

Stewart just stared at his phone.

"Wait, aren't your wife and daughter home too? How do you even have the nerve to go out drinking?"

"They're at Skybreeze Retreat today."

"Don't tell me―mother and daughter packed up and ran away?"

Stewart pinched the bridge of his nose. "No, Mrs. Winslow's visiting. They'll probably be staying at the retreat all week."

Now Cedric finally caught a whiff of something off.

"Stewart, you sound a little jealous, you know."

" Just come out for a drink with me."

in the end, they were friends. Seeing Stewart all alone,

boss at home,

and rolled

night air drifted

buttons of his shirt, but that tightness

stepped

the door behind him, he leaned against it, lit

sharp and cold, lips pressed together as he smoked, jawline clean and

The driver, a glamorous heiress, rolled

all alone? Want to

expression cool and

eyes narrowed, dark and unreadable in the

froze, startled by his icy gaze. She floored the accelerator and

until she was far

til she

that she pulled out her phone and called a friend. "Girl, you won't believe who I just saw-absolute ten. Gorgeous, I swear! Flirt with him? Are you kidding? I didn't even

time Cedric arrived at the lounge, Stewart was already

glass half-empty, Cedric sat down beside him and snatched

your sorrows just makes it worse, you know. Don't forget

up at Cedric, a faint, wry smile tugging at

Cedric sniffed his shirt, puzzled. "I don't smell

course you don't. You're used to