Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"I've given you a clear choice. Think it over," Briony said, then gestured toward the door. "That's all I have to say. You can go now."

Stewart's Adam's apple bobbed as he clenched his jaw, tension etched deep into his face.

For a long moment, he stood there, fists tightly balled at his sides. Then, finally, his knuckles loosened, and he turned and left without another word.

Outside, the sound of an engine rumbled to life. It faded gradually, until the estate was silent once again.

"Bryn!"

James stood up and crossed the room to face Briony.

"Have you lost your mind? Aren't you worried Stewart might actually accept your terms? What if he just sends Irwin over to Southcreek Manor? It's not that far-he could visit anytime, and then what would you do—"

"He won't agree to it." Briony's voice was steady as she looked James in the eye. "Not just because he favors Irwin so much. There's another reason. I know someone who absolutely won't let him send Irwin back to Southcreek Manor so easily."

James frowned. "Who? You mean Rosita?"

there's someone else. Someone who would hate the idea of Stewart sending

for a second, then his

Briony smiled.

one who tipped you off about Irwin visiting

"That's right."

up a mess! I don't feel sorry for him, but honestly,

both desperate to climb

apart-I'm

less

couldn't help worrying. "But what

if he does, I'm not going back," Briony replied without

James's eyes widened. "Seriously?"

Briony couldn't help but laugh. "When I gave him that ultimatum, I never actually intended to

you were just toying with