Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Even if, by some miracle, she actually met the right person in the future, Briony would need at least two or three years to really get to know him before she'd even consider marrying again.

So Stewart's clause didn't feel like much of a restriction at all.

Three years-it wasn't a lifetime.

"This condition doesn't really affect me," Briony said. "What worries me is whether Stewart's lawyer has hidden any legal traps in the agreement."

Mr. Hughes nodded. "I understand your concerns, Ms. Kensington. After all, this was drawn up personally by Attorney Wentworth, so I was extra careful reviewing it. But as far as I can tell, there's nothing questionable in this version."

"That's a relief, then, Mr. Hughes. Thank you."

Just then, Briony's phone rang.

It was Carl.

She answered, "Carl? Did you talk to Stewart? What did he say?"

"I spoke to Mr. Wentworth," Carl replied. "He said the soonest you can both sign

the divorce papers at the courthouse is next Monday."

Next Monday.

Today was Monday-so, another week.

Briony frowned. "Can't we do it tomorrow?"

a situation on Mr. Wentworth's end. The earliest he

me again, I'll take

my word." Carl sounded tired. "Mr. Wentworth really is ready to

know I'm recording

on the other

Monday, I'll take this phone recording

Briony hung

had a built-in

so many times by Stewart, she'd learned to cover

showed the divorce agreement to James. James sent it

the agreement was solid, and aside from

the other

were

in Briony and little Nina's

his friend's assessment and looking over

leaf?" James ran a hand through his hair in

him completely," Briony admitted, "but at least now we have his signed

over!" James grinned. "Now I can finally go to White City with a clear

him in surprise. "You're going to White

four days." James raised an