Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 39

Stewart glanced at Julia, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke in a low, heavy voice. "About what's been happening online, I—”

"Stewart."

A gentle voice called from the hallway. It was Rosita.

Stewart paused, turning around with a slight furrow in his brow. "What are you doing here?"

Rosita, sunglasses and a mask covering most of her face, glanced around nervously before speaking in a whisper. "I came in for a follow-up appointment and ran into Ethan. He told me Ms. Kensington and Ms. Hudson were both here." She sounded innocent-almost too innocent. After a beat, she added, "I didn't expect to see you as well."

Inside the hospital room, Julia caught sight of Rosita and immediately tried to get out of bed.

Briony rushed to stop her. "Mom, you're still on an IV. You can't get up right now."

"But what do we do? The rumors have gotten so out of hand that Mrs. Wentworth herself came looking for us!" Julia gripped Briony's hand tightly, her anxiety spilling over. "Bryn, you need to go to Mrs. Wentworth and apologize. Tell her you promise you'll never, ever entertain any improper thoughts about Attorney Wentworth again!"

Briony stared at her mother in disbelief.

"Mom, you've got it all wrong. This isn't what you think, I-"

off, her frustration clear as she frowned. "Why

how remarkable Attorney Wentworth is, he's a married man. You can't be so

look at

Why?

her own mother see her this

five years of

in this marriage wasn't salvation—it was a carefully crafted boomerang, one that would

her, it

worse.

that the man she'd loved so dearly could turn out to be so cold and

Stewart had never given Briony the

wasn't worth a single

gaze to hide the disappointment and humiliation

Stewart didn't care about her, why should she care

her hand out of her mother's tight

trembling but resolute, she asked, "Mom, I'm your daughter. Why don't you

the emptiness in her hand. Sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, she stared at her

it's not that I don't believe you.

her voice cold and unwavering. "I swear on my life, Mom-never again will I have the slightest feeling for Stewart. I will never, ever become the