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?"

situation on Mr. Wentworth's end. The earliest he can make

didn't dwell on it. She simply repeated, "If he bails on me

is ready to let go this time. He won't back out

just so you know I'm recording

paused on

next Monday, I'll take this phone

Briony hung

phone had a built-in recording

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

Briony showed the divorce agreement to James. James sent it over to

feedback came quickly: the agreement was solid, and aside from the "no remarriage

clause, the other for

were

in Briony and

looking over

over a new leaf?" James ran a hand through his

completely," Briony admitted, "but at least now we have his signed agreement. The divorce is practically a

"Now I can finally

looked at 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 wouldn't