Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Briony had been about to leave when she noticed Stewart moving toward the woman surrounded by reporters.

She stopped in her tracks, watching as Stewart crossed the floor, step by step, until he stood at the woman's side.

The woman had a striking bob and a pair of sunglasses perched on her nose.

As Stewart reached her, she slipped her arm naturally through his and, with her free hand, removed her sunglasses.

An exquisite, coldly beautiful face was revealed to the crowd.

Looking straight at the reporters, she exuded an unshakeable confidence; her gaze was cool and commanding, yet her crimson lips were curved in a flawless, practiced smile.

“I'd hoped to introduce my fiancé to you all at a more suitable occasion," she said, her voice clear and ringing. "But since you're all so curious, I suppose now is as good a time as any this is Mr. Wentworth, the man I am about to marry."

The crowd exploded.

"Mr. Wentworth?! Didn't he die in that accident last year?"

"It's really Stewart the former CEO of The Wentworth Group... Xenia Cooper's fiancé is actually him?"

Briony stared, frozen.

The barrage of reporters, Xenia's public announcement, Stewart's silent acquiescence-

Suddenly, the past few days made sense. Stewart's constant busyness... The "partner" he'd mentioned must have been Ms. Cooper.

On New Year's Eve, he'd rushed back home-before that, was he with Ms. Cooper?

No wonder he'd said, "It's a personal matter."

Spending time with his fiancée certainly qualified.

Briony couldn't even describe how she felt.

After the initial shock faded, reality crashed in: even if Stewart remarried, it had nothing to do with her.

now; they could each choose whomever they wished. Stewart

turned away,

moment she turned, Stewart caught sight of

His pupils contracted.

What is

Did she see everything?

Briony's retreating figure, panic gnawed

at his side tugged his arm sharply, snapping his attention back. He looked

height-amplified by heels-allowing her to lean in close. "There are a dozen reporters here. Are

Stewart's brows drew together.

his features back to their

toward him. "Mr. Wentworth, is it true you and Ms. Cooper are getting

the reporter,

in smoothly, "If you keep pressing, that would be impolite. The official date will be released

her words, a team of uniformed security guards

walked toward the parking lot, camera

assistant Amy

Stewart climbed

at them in the rearview mirror. "Ms. Cooper,

Xenia could. "Take me to

look at the

Stewart a handful of times;

Xenia had pegged him as cool, reserved-a master of composure,

admired

her own heart had grown diamond-hard; it was rare for any man to genuinely

was the first in a long time

when he'd come to her asking for a bone

proposed

strong and as

he had lost

out eventually" Xenia's voice was gentle as she looked at him. "When you signed

kept his

He had known.

away-seeing the sadness

but wonder: Would

want Briony