Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"No matter what I do, I'll always be Mario's biological mother. It's not just Ms. Riley —even Stewart has no right to stop me from loving my son."

Lorna looked at Briony, her gaze steady.

It had only been a day, but Briony already seemed different.

"Ms. Kensington, I think there's been a misunderstanding. I'm simply raising Mario the way Stewart asked me to," Lorna replied with a calm smile. "If you don't approve of Stewart's methods, perhaps you should discuss them with him directly."

Briony had come for two reasons: to see her son, and to finally have a clear conversation with Stewart.

She turned to Carol. "Where is Stewart?"

Carol glanced at Lorna.

"He's in the study," Lorna answered. "But I can't promise he'll want to see you."

Briony ignored her, still addressing Carol. "Let him know I need to talk to him about Mario's upbringing."

Carol nodded. "Of course, I'll let Mr. Wentworth know."

She set down what she was carrying and started toward the stairs.

"I'll go," Lorna interjected, stopping Carol. "He's been busy lately and doesn't like interruptions."

at Briony, caught in the

nothing, which was as good

lowering her voice. "Ms. Kensington, please don't take Ms. Riley's words

Mario. But that doesn't mean

wanting to

Lorna returned

at Briony coolly.

Little Nina's hand and

Nina's eyes darted

her daughter. The little girl hadn't said a word since they arrived, her big

Nina missed her father too. Kids were kids, after all. After hearing Mario praise Stewart so many times, Little Nina Couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy, though

could see the hope written all

ajar. Briony paused

stood by the window, and as he

met. His voice was cool and even.

Little

daughter's cherubic face. A faint smile

face away. "I'm just here to

her stubborn act only made her more endearing. Stewart couldn't help but smile, his heart melting a little. But he had no idea how to talk to a little girl-any affection he tried to show came out