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."

the end, they were friends. Seeing Stewart all alone, he felt a pang of

boss at home, but I can't promise

rolled down

night air drifted in,

tie and undid two buttons of his shirt,

simply stepped out of the

against it,

sharp and cold, lips pressed together as he smoked,

nearby. The driver,

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

expression cool and

eyes narrowed, dark and unreadable

his icy gaze. She floored the

wasn't until she was far down

til she

I just saw-absolute ten. Gorgeous, I swear! Flirt with him? Are you kidding?

Cedric arrived at the lounge, Stewart was

half-empty, Cedric sat down beside him and snatched the tumbler

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

up at Cedric, a faint, wry smile tugging at his lips. "You

shirt,

don't. You're used