Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

"Bryn, please—don't cry, I..."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Briony looked at him, her voice trembling. "Stewart, this is my life. I don't need you to save me like this."

A sharp pain twisted in Stewart's chest.

"Bryn, the only thing that matters is that you're alive."

He reached out, wanting to wipe away her tears, but Briony stepped back and stood up, just out of reach.

She brushed the tears from her face, her voice icy. "You traded ten years of marriage to save my life, Stewart. Do you really think that makes you some kind of hero?"

Stewart's breath caught. "I didn't think about any of that. In that moment, all I wanted was for you to survive. Bryn, everything else pales in comparison to you being alive..."

Briony stared at him, eyes shining with tears.

she let out a brittle laugh and nodded. "You're right. Compared to being alive,

You have to live. Our

nothing to do with you. I didn't tell you beforehand, because this was my choice. Even now, if Xenia Cooper is coming after you, it's because of me. If you want

lashes trembled as she gazed at him, silent tears streaming down

children as an excuse, never once

dumb. After everything they'd been through, if she still doubted Stewart's feelings for her, she'd

the

remained friends, but things had spiraled far beyond that... Love tangled up with a

say it,

saved me for the kids, then that's what I'll believe. If you say I don't owe you anything, then I'll accept that we're even. I can do it. I'm not as kind as you think, Stewart I want to

her, Stewart felt as though an invisible hand was squeezing

be a room for you at Pearbrook Mansion. If you want to see the kids, let me know ahead of time and I'll

more she spoke, the colder her words became, but her tears only fell

longer. He stepped forward and

buried her face in