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.

they could each choose whomever they wished. Stewart moving on

gaze and turned

she turned, Stewart caught

His pupils contracted.

is she doing

Did she see everything?

Briony's retreating

his arm sharply,

her to lean in close. "There are a dozen

Stewart's brows drew together.

heartbeat, he schooled his features back

him. "Mr. Wentworth, is it true you and Ms.

reporter,

would be impolite. The official date will be released on

uniformed security guards appeared and pushed the

toward the parking lot, camera

garage, Xenia's assistant Amy waited

climbed in; the doors

glanced at them in the rearview mirror. "Ms. Cooper, should I take you to

"Take me to Southcreek Manor

look at the

only met Stewart a handful of times;

as cool, reserved-a master of composure, the kind of

admired

years in cutthroat business, her own heart had grown diamond-hard; it

in a long time to

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

she'd proposed the marriage

man as strong and

he

as she looked at him. "When you signed that

his

He had known.

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

couldn't help but wonder: Would she be

want Briony