Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 45

Stewart's brows drew together ever so slightly as he glanced down at Rosita.

Sensing his gaze, Rosita looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, her voice soft and sweet. "These heels are killing my feet today."

Stewart didn't reply. Instead, he turned his head, looking over at Briony.

Briony stared straight ahead, her expression cold and distant. As she brushed

past Stewart, she didn't spare him so much as a glance.

Stewart's sharp gaze followed her, but his dark eyes betrayed nothing.

Rosita slowly let go of his arm.

"Wow, that woman who just walked by-she's gorgeous!"

Peyton whistled. "I was thinking about giving it a shot and chatting her up, but then I saw her head into that private suite with Mack and his crew. Those guys are notorious for how they treat women-way too risky for me. Last thing I need is to catch something. Forget it."

Hearing this, Cedric Clarke instinctively looked at Stewart.

his expression as cool and composed

there was something more going

something men

don't know a thing-stop talking nonsense." Cedric shot a look at Jason. "That's Mack's

bargaining chips? I can't believe Mack's sister is that stunning. How did they manage to keep her hidden

ago," Rosita said gently, glancing at Jason. "Jason, she's had a really tough time. Please, don't give her a

remembered. "She's the one all over the news lately-'the disowned

"Don't call her that.

his face. "She doesn't seem too pitiful to me, not

"Jason!"

upset, Jason put his hands up in surrender, flashing

shot him a playful glare. "You always think you can say whatever you want just because you're the

about

early shift tomorrow. You all go ahead-I'm calling it a night," Cedric said, waving goodbye

turned to Stewart. "You

replied, his tone flat and

and let out a long sigh. "I figured. If