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 moving on was only

and turned away, heading straight

Stewart caught

His pupils contracted.

What is she doing

Did she see everything?

watched Briony's retreating

his side tugged his arm sharply, snapping his attention back.

Cooper tilted her head, her height-amplified by heels-allowing her to lean in close.

Stewart's brows drew together.

his features back to their

was shoved toward him. "Mr. Wentworth, is it true you and Ms. Cooper

reporter, his eyes icy.

you keep pressing, that would be impolite. The official date will be released on the group's website in a few days, so please, let us

uniformed security guards appeared and pushed

and Stewart walked toward the parking lot, camera

underground garage, Xenia's assistant Amy waited in

climbed in; the doors

them in the rearview mirror. "Ms. Cooper, should I take you to the headquarters or

before Xenia could. "Take me

look

only met Stewart a handful of times; they weren't exactly

first meetings, Xenia had pegged him as cool, reserved-a master of composure, the kind of natural-born businessman who never let

she admired that in

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

Stewart was the first in a long time

why, when he'd come to her asking for a bone marrow

she'd proposed the

as strong and as rational

he had

was gentle as she looked at him. "When you signed that agreement with me, you must have known this day

kept his head

He had known.

away-seeing the sadness in her posture-he couldn't stop thinking about

help but wonder: Would she

didn't want Briony to