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.

lips curled into a cold, bitter smile. No matter how much she

much as a single word from

was right—no one in Northborough had luck like

took out her phone to call

her, harsh and blinding.

Rover slowed to a

young man with sharp, striking features stepped

"Briony!"

dressed in casual clothes, and his face

at him, frowning slightly, uncertain.

me! I half expected you to

for a moment, then said, "I

bristled. "It's my first time in Northborough! No matter how busy you are, you should have made sure someone was there for me. Briony, you're unbelievable! You're

flickering across her face. She gave

was my mistake. I promise it

off guard by how quickly

hadn't even finished yelling

caught sight of the

"What...what happened to

habit of sharing private matters with people

I meant..." James rubbed the back of his head, sighing.

is the first time you've let

stomach gave a loud, unmistakable

at his stomach, one eyebrow raised. "To make it up to you, how about I buy you

was practically starving, but tried to hide it behind a mask

drive, I'll tell you where to