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."

end, they were friends. Seeing Stewart all alone, he

at home, but I can't promise anything.

hung up and rolled down his

drifted

of his

stepped

the door behind him, he leaned against it, lit a cigarette, and took a

sharp and

nearby. The driver,

him. "Hey, handsome! Out here all alone? Want to take a spin

over, expression

and unreadable

icy gaze. She floored the accelerator

she was far

til she

I just saw-absolute ten. Gorgeous, I swear! Flirt with him? Are you kidding? I didn't even dare get out of the car! The man is impossible

arrived at the lounge, Stewart was already halfway

beside him and snatched

know. Don't forget you're still on medication

at Cedric, a faint, wry smile tugging at his

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

don't. You're used to