Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 12

The sound of a car drifted in from the driveway.

Stewart was home.

Briony gripped the pregnancy test in her hand as she opened the bathroom door.

Downstairs, Irwin's excited voice rang out.

"Daddy!"

Briony made her way down the stairs, step by deliberate step.

Irwin stood on the couch, arms stretched wide toward Stewart. "Daddy, pick me up!"

Stewart bent down and scooped Irwin into his arms.

Briony noticed at once that Stewart had changed his clothes.

Then she remembered the three unanswered calls earlier...

The cruel truth was impossible to ignore.

on the last step, her knuckles white around

over at Briony. "Mommy, Daddy's taking

let

wasn't wearing his glasses today. His deep-set eyes betrayed nothing,

Stewart looked at her, his expression as distant

his voice low and pleasant— but every word edged with detachment. "I'll be staying in Northborough for a while. I'll take

was shutting

bitter smile curving

It felt ironic.

just moments ago, in the bathroom, she'd been overwhelmed with joy

as Briony

he'd only asked

she agreed? Then what would he

to go find

called, his voice small and

shifted, meeting Irwin's worried

to untangle the look in her son's eyes. She just answered softly, "Mommy's staying home. Go have

taking Irwin to see Rosita. But suddenly, she

a