Regretting The Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 698

A stretch of spring rain lingered on and off until the tail end of April.

By early May, Northborough was basking in the first warmth of summer. The dampness had lifted; now, the breeze carried the scent of wisteria.

On the day Lori turned one month old, Briony and Maynard took her for a check- up at the hospital.

Carol had come down with a nasty cold, so Briony had given her a few days off.

Maynard knew Briony was taking Lori for her check-up, so he'd shown up early outside Pearbrook Manor. He claimed he just happened to be free; Briony, in a rush to leave, didn't object.

The doctor assured them that Lori was thriving, every milestone right on track.

Briony finally felt at ease.

With the exam done, she cradled Lori in her arms as she and Maynard walked toward the hospital entrance.

She hadn't expected to bump into Stewart right at the doors.

The encounter was sudden and unavoidable; both sides stopped in their tracks.

Their eyes met, and silence fell between them.

a while since they'd

a boy, seven or

guess who he was-Xenia Cooper's

Stewart broke

much better than before-her complexion was rosy, she'd

heard the rumors: the Coopers had thrown a lavish birthday party for Vernon not long ago, inviting all of Northborough's elite in a

Stewart, Xenia Cooper,

twisting the knife. "Mr. Wentworth, is your son not

he shot Maynard

piped up. "It's just a little cold. My dad brought me here to get checked

smile, "your dad must be really

thin, hard

had already looked away. "Let's head home," she

"Of course. Let's go."

they walked past

on the shoulder. "You're a lucky man, Mr. Wentworth. Not many

tightened, his mouth a thin,

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