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.

whomever they wished.

turned away, heading

she turned, Stewart caught

His pupils contracted.

What is

Did she see everything?

watched Briony's retreating figure, panic gnawed at

side tugged his arm sharply, snapping his attention back.

in close.

Stewart's brows drew together.

he schooled his features back

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

the reporter, his

forming, but Xenia cut in smoothly, "If you keep pressing, that would be impolite. The official date will be released on

of uniformed security

and Stewart walked toward the parking lot, camera

underground garage, Xenia's assistant Amy waited in a black town

Stewart climbed in; the doors

mirror. "Ms. Cooper, should

"Take

paused, turning to look

met Stewart a handful of times; they weren't

cool, reserved-a master of composure, the kind of natural-born

she admired that in

heart had grown diamond-hard;

in a long time to

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

she'd proposed the

as strong and as

now, he had lost

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

his head

He had known.

sadness in

Would she be angry with

didn't want Briony to be