Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 32

At the precinct, the officers replayed the traffic footage: Briony's car sat still even three seconds after the light turned green, but Mack hadn't slowed down at all— resulting in a rear-end collision.

"Even though the first car delayed starting, the second car failed to slow down at the intersection. This misjudgment caused the crash, so the driver at the back is fully responsible," the officer explained. "You two can discuss: do you want to go through insurance or settle privately?"

"Officer, look-I'm injured!" Mack pointed at a tiny scrape on his forehead, exaggerating his distress. “I'm feeling dizzy, nauseous-I need to get checked at the hospital!"

"You can go," the officer replied, "but we need to finish the paperwork here first."

"No way, I'm about to throw up!" Mack clutched his head, feigning agony. "You'd better get me to a hospital right now, or if anything happens to me, you'll all be held responsible!"

He was clearly just trying to make trouble.

Sitting nearby, Briony watched Mack's performance with cold detachment.

She knew Mack could easily pay for the damages he was just doing this to spite her. This accident was nothing more than his opening act in a game designed to torment her.

"If the party at fault refuses to cooperate, then we'll let the courts handle it," came a deep, commanding voice.

Briony blinked in surprise and turned to see Stewart striding in from the hallway.

composed, and crossed the room with effortless confidence before

seated. I'll handle this," he said quietly, his words

long ago, yet in that moment her heart stuttered, betraying her

always been undone by the smallest gestures of kindness

her hands on her knees, long lashes

But if Mack insisted on causing trouble, it would only waste more time and energy-something she couldn't afford, not

accepted Stewart's

his caliber-present, Mack didn't dare make another scene. He was forced to

through insurance; Briony's car would be sent to the repair shop, and

hateful glare, but didn't dare look at Stewart. Scowling, he

precinct, Briony turned to Stewart. "Thank

at her, noting the polite distance in her tone. His eyes softened, just a shade. "You're

wasn't the first time Stewart had

studio was just getting off the ground and she was struggling

the time, she'd been deeply moved-naïvely believing maybe he cared for

been the same: they were legally married, their reputations intertwined. He was simply

distant, detached man, Briony

onto him, yet her heart betrayed