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?"

was heavy, "There's a situation on Mr. Wentworth's end. The earliest he can make it is

simply repeated, "If he bails on me again, I'll take this signed agreement

tired. "Mr. Wentworth really is

you know

on

next Monday, I'll take this phone recording and the signed

Briony hung

a

being played so many times by Stewart, she'd learned

to James. James sent it over to a lawyer friend for

came quickly: the agreement was solid, and aside

clause, the other for

were

in Briony and little

looking over the agreement again, James

over a new leaf?"

least now we have his signed agreement. The divorce is practically a done

marriage-consider it over!" James grinned. "Now I can finally go to White City with

him in surprise. "You're going to

cataloguing some artifacts. I'll be gone three or four days." James raised an eyebrow at her. "Don worry-I'll be back in time for your divorce appointment. I