Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony blinked open her eyes, groggy and disoriented.

She found herself staring up at a room she knew all too well.

Wait-this was... the master bedroom at Southcreek Manor?

Her muddled mind snapped awake in an instant.

She bolted upright, only to feel a strange, heavy resistance in her body.

Glancing down, Briony froze in shock-she was wearing a wedding dress.

Her eyes widened, panic flaring in her chest.

No-this couldn't be. Wasn't this the very dress she'd burned in Ghana four years ago?

What the hell was going on?!

She scanned the room, desperate for answers.

No doubt about it-this was Southcreek Manor's master bedroom.

How on earth had she ended up here?

A sharp pain pulsed at her temples. She pressed her fingers to her head, trying to steady herself.

Fragments of memory before she'd blacked out started to resurface.

Had... had Stewart kidnapped her?

Her breath caught in her throat.

lost

the divorce papers, the next he'd

back the covers and slid

echoed from

pounding as

silvery steel chain

hem of her dress and found the chain cuffed to her left

eyes, she saw the other end was bolted firmly to

her, leaving her hands trembling as

had lost

Click.

The door opened.

snapped toward

in, tall and composed, dressed in a

small dishes and

Stewart's sharp features remained calm,

curled into a faint, indifferent smile. "Good. You're up. Just in time

stared at his suit-it was identical to the one he'd worn in Ghana, four years

This was insane.

do you even realize what you're doing?" she spat, her

not a very fair thing

set the tray down on the small table beside the sofa at the

still married, you know." He stepped closer, reaching out as

instantly, the chain rattling

cruel reminder of

quickened. "Stewart, you never cease to

mistaken." Stewart's dark eyes fixed on her,

her patience gone. "You don't

twisted