Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony tossed the card straight into the trash.

"If anyone sends flowers again, just have them returned on the spot."

"But if the order's already accepted, the delivery guy can't just take them back, can he?"

"Then tell them if they try again, I'll file a complaint. Make it clear."

Hannah nodded briskly. "Got it!"

Briony turned and headed toward her office.

She hadn't even reached the door when a woman's furious voice erupted outside

"Briony, get out here right now!"

Briony froze mid-step and turned back.

Fiona, ignoring Hannah's attempts to hold her back, stormed in, shouting and shoving Hannah aside as she made a beeline for Briony.

"Ma'am, please, calm down..." Hannah tried to catch up and restrain Fiona.

Briony didn't want to engage. She pivoted toward her office again.

But before she could get away, Fiona shoved past Hannah and grabbed Briony's arm in a vice-like grip.

Jerked around, Briony barely had time to react before Fiona's palm struck her hard across the face.

the

stood rooted to the

"Briony!"

her arm free with

barely

ears, and her cheek burned with a

her expression dark and foreboding. "Fiona,

eyed Briony up and

Briony looked even more striking than before. Clearly, time hadn't worn

spat, "Seems like losing your son didn't affect

felt a jolt of pain deep in her chest, but her face grew cold and

you are?" Fiona jabbed a finger at Briony's face, her voice shri with rage. "You have the nerve to tell me how to talk? Let me

Irwin.

Realization dawned on Briony.

in a thin line, one hand slipping discreetly

"So what is

snapped.

that's what this is

gave a cold, humorless laugh. "I gave Stewart two choices. One: divorce me, and I'll leave the Wentworths with my daughter and never took back. Or two: send Irwin away, because as long as I stay with my daughter, there's no place for Irwin in

of

hands on her hips, her eyes glinting with rage. "Briony, if you had a son, maybe I could understand you