Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Skybreeze Retreat, second-floor study.

Briony was working on an illustration for her new animation project when her phone began to vibrate on the desk.

It was Jeannie calling.

She set her pen down and answered.

"I'm so sorry to bother you this late, ma'am." Jeannie's voice was as sweet and gentle as ever.

"What's wrong?" Briony asked.

"I've been thinking, and I really felt I should tell you about something," Jeannie said hesitantly.

"Go ahead."

"Well, Ms. Lockwood picked Irwin up after school today, but Irwin lied to Bob about it. When Mr. Wentworth got home and found out Ms. Lockwood had taken Irwin, he was furious. He's gone to fetch Irwin now."

Briony listened, then gave a faint, indifferent smile.

"Ms. Radcliffe," she replied coolly, "this sort of thing isn't something you need to report to me."

"But... you're the lady of the house!" Jeannie protested, her tone innocent. "I feel like Ms. Lockwood is using Irwin to cling to Mr. Wentworth, and you're Mrs. Wentworth. I'm just afraid she'll disrupt your family. As someone who works for you, I'd feel guilty if I didn't give you a heads-up."

nanny-her sugary voice

Whether it's Rosita or any other woman, I couldn't

future. I'm not interested

you really don't mind if Ms. Lockwood or someone else gets close

to reach an agreement-we're just waiting for the

Briony ended

other end, Jeannie clutched her phone,

really didn't care

then pursuing Stewart wouldn't

felt

who'd abandoned her own child, Jeannie was convinced she'd

their own in the future, she'd never play favorites. She'd raise Irwin as her

corners of her lips curling in a cold, knowing smile. Jeannie probably thought she'd hidden her feelings for Stewart well, but the way

could deny the evidence she'd found of his affair with

advances ended up infuriating Rosita,

Lunar Heights Estate.