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?"

counts, sure," Briony said with a small laugh, "but there's someone else.

a second, then his expression

Briony smiled.

was the one who tipped you off

"That's right."

bound to end up a mess! I don't feel sorry for him, but

both desperate to climb the ladder.

tear each other apart-I'm

less than

knew Briony's calculations, but he couldn't help worrying. "But what if Stewart really does send Irwin

not going

James's eyes widened. "Seriously?"

with that look?" Briony couldn't help but laugh. "When I gave him that ultimatum,

you were just