Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 48

Briony let out a cold laugh. "Honestly, the thought that I raised a child for you and Rosita for five years makes me sick."

Stewart slammed on the brakes.

The screech of tires cut through the night.

The Maybach stopped at the side of the road.

"Briony, Irwin really sees you as his mother," Stewart said, meeting her gaze in the rearview mirror. "Don't you think that's a little harsh?"

Briony looked away, her hand tightening at her side. She knew Irwin was innocent -she'd never once taken her anger out on him. But tonight, she had to say what needed to be said.

Her face remained cold. "I'm just telling the truth."

Stewart let out a derisive snort, his handsome face shadowed with anger. He was about to speak when his phone rang.

It was Rosita.

He hesitated, then answered. "Rosita... Don't worry, I'll be home soon."

When the call ended, Stewart turned toward Briony. But before he could say a word, she spoke.

"Unlock the door. I'm getting out."

Stewart pressed his lips together in frustration, but said nothing. He unlocked the doors.

Briony pushed open the door and stepped out of the car.

The door shut, and the Maybach pulled away into the darkness.

into a cold, bitter smile. No matter how

as much as a single word

was right—no one in Northborough had luck like

far from downtown. Briony took out her phone to call

in front of her, harsh and blinding. She shielded her eyes with her

Rover slowed to a stop

driver's door swung open, and a young man with sharp, striking features stepped out. He slammed the door with a thud,

"Briony!"

tall and lean, dressed in casual clothes, and his face was good enough for a magazine cover-if he weren't glaring

him, frowning slightly,

you to pick me up from the airport after the holidays-if you even showed up

a moment,

are, you should have made sure someone was there for me. Briony, you're unbelievable! You're the most unreliable person I

flickering across

"You're right. It was my mistake. I promise

was caught off guard by how

finished yelling at

at her, he caught sight of

"What...what

of sharing private matters with people she barely knew. "Something came up, that's all. But don't worry-it won't

rubbed the back of

not like this is the first time you've let me

gave

raised. "To make it up to you, how about I buy

hide it behind a mask of pride. "Fine. Since you're so sincerely apologizing,

phone. "You drive,