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.

bitter smile. No matter how much

as much as a

in Northborough had luck

wasn't far from downtown. Briony took out her

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

Rover slowed to a

door swung open, and a young man with sharp, striking features stepped out. He slammed

"Briony!"

tall and lean, dressed in casual clothes, and his face was good

at him, frowning slightly,

expected you to pick me up from the airport

moment, then

how busy you are, you should have made sure someone was there for me. Briony, you're unbelievable! You're the most unreliable person I know! No wonder the professor hasn't spoken to you in five years he couldn't

pressed her lips together, guilt flickering across her

"You're right. It was my

off guard by how quickly she

hadn't even finished

glanced at her, he caught sight of the angry red

"What...what happened to

the habit of sharing private matters

I meant..." James rubbed

this is the first time you've let

stomach gave a

"To make it

it behind a mask of

away her phone. "You drive, I'll tell you where to