Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"He wants Rosita for nothing more than revenge," Stewart said in a low voice. "As

for Irwin, that's because I haven't told him the truth yet."

Cedric Clarke hesitated for a moment before the realization hit him.

"You mean Garry still thinks Irwin is Randolph's son?"

"That's right," Stewart replied quietly. "At least until I get my son back, Irwin's parentage needs to stay a secret."

Cedric understood.

Garry was determined to take Irwin because he believed Irwin was Randolph's child.

Put simply, if Irwin wasn't Randolph's son, then in Garry's eyes, Irwin would be worthless.

And if Irwin lost his value, Stewart's chances of getting his own son back would plummet.

Suddenly, Stewart turned away, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket to stifle a cough.

Cedric stepped closer, watching his profile intently. "Are you still coughing up blood?"

Stewart clenched the handkerchief in his fist, his expression cold. "No."

"Don't lie to me, Stewart."

Cedric tried to snatch the handkerchief, but Stewart dodged him.

"Go home and look after the kids," Stewart said with a frown, clearly dismissing him. "I'm fine."

stop taking

his lips together

was so exasperated he nearly

you trying to kill

said, meeting his gaze with a steady seriousness. "I

you sure about

"Fine. I can't control you, you lunatic. But let me remind you you have a son and a daughter now. Even if you don't care about yourself, you

father aren't. For their sake, take care of

Stewart said nothing.

wouldn't sink in. Stewart was never the type to listen

you heading

"Tomorrow."

days off

"That's not necessary."

something happens,

me. Dr. Riley's coming

Riley?" Cedric

"You'll

at Skybreeze Retreat, Briony grew more uneasy the

and asked him to look into Stewart's

Mr. Seven delivered quickly.

scrolled through the dossier he'd sent

to Westenmar two weeks ago-just the

the same day

have known she would be taking James to the

could Stewart have known her