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."

Seeing Stewart all alone, he felt a

home, but I can't

up and rolled

drifted in,

undid two buttons of his shirt, but

stepped out of

him, he leaned against it,

streetlamp, his profile was sharp and cold,

red Ferrari pulled up nearby. The driver, a

here all alone? Want to take a

expression cool and

dark and unreadable in the

icy gaze. She floored the accelerator and sped

until she

til she

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 dare get out of

lounge, Stewart was already halfway through a

Cedric sat down beside him and snatched the tumbler from Stewart's

makes it worse, you know. Don't forget you're still on

at Cedric, a faint, wry smile tugging at his lips. "You reek of baby

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

don't. You're used to