Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 1

Briony Kensington and Stewart Wentworth had been secretly married for five years-living as husband and wife in form, but never in feeling.

Or rather, if Briony felt anything at all for her husband, she hid it so well that not a trace ever showed.

On Christmas Eve, the city outside was alive with lights and laughter, the streets blanketed with fresh snow. Inside the vast, echoing halls of Southcreek Manor, Briony sat alone.

She'd made herself a bowl of pasta, but hadn't taken a single bite.

Her phone lay on the table, screen aglow with a video from social media—

A man's slender, elegant hand slid a diamond ring onto a woman's delicate finger. The woman's voice, bright and sweet, chimed in the caption: "Mr. Wentworth, here's to the rest of our lives."

Briony's eyes were drawn to the watch on the man's wrist-a limited edition piece, unmistakably his. A sharp ache twisted in her chest.

The video had long since paused, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. She watched it over and over, torturing herself with the certainty.

Six months ago, this woman had sent her a friend request out of the blue.

Ever since, Briony had seen her husband pop up in the woman's posts with disturbing regularity.

of marriage, and only tonight did Briony realize

steaming,

her fork, but her hand felt numb and

untouched, something

washed up, and retreated to her room, turning off the

warm, but the silence was

on her

in, felt

later, his body pressed close, heavy

Briony's brow furrowed.

instant, her nightgown was pushed up, his warm, dry hand sliding across her

eyes

his nose framed by his familiar

his dark eyes were stormy with

came out

studied the reddened rims of her eyes, one eyebrow arching. "Not happy

her voice barely above a whisper. "Not unhappy. Just surprised, that's

the touch both tender and possessive. His voice was low and rough, colored with an intimacy she'd never truly known from him. "Take off

Briony hesitated, frowning.