Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 49

After Jason fired off his message, the group chat went quiet. No one replied. Jason: [Seriously? It's barely eleven, and you're all ghosting me?]

A few seconds ticked by...

Rosita: [Jason, can you not always take shots at Ms. Kensington like that?]

Jason: [What did I say that was so wrong? I literally saw her last night at Moonlight with Mack and his spoiled buddies, and the next minute she's out grabbing a late-night bite with James!]

Rosita: [That's Ms. Kensington's private life. She can do what she wants. Talking behind her back like this isn't right.]

Jason rolled his eyes at his phone.

Jason: [Rosita, you've been sheltered by Stewart for too long. You have no idea- some women will stoop to anything to climb the ladder. If it gets them what they want, nothing's off limits!]

Rosita: [If you keep talking like this, Jason, I'm seriously going to get mad.] Jason: "..."

Was he really in the wrong here?

Briony had literally been photographed with Stewart, and Rosita still managed to say something so naïve? It drove Jason up the wall-she was just too innocent for her own good.

Did she really think he cared about Briony for his own sake? Sure, Briony was gorgeous, but she wasn't remotely his type. The only reason he bothered paying attention was for Rosita's sake. Otherwise, he wouldn't waste a second on Briony.

Too bad Rosita was so easily taken in by Stewart, she didn't have the slightest sense of self-preservation.

across the

of her lips curling in a soft, reserved smile at something James had said. There was something captivating about her-her features were gentle, beautiful in a way that was striking without being the least bit intimidating. Jason stared, caught off guard,

looking at?" his girlfriend snapped, following his

right here

flashing in his eyes. "You don't know what you're talking

She slammed her fork down, her voice rising. "What's with the attitude? I just called you out, you can't even handle that? Apologize, or I'm going

here to baby you," Jason shot back, standing up with a

girlfriend stared at him, stunned.

spoke around it. "Honestly, I thought you'd keep my interest for at

She was speechless.

the breakup compensation, talk to my assistant. He'll wire it to

off and strode away without a

there, frozen in disbelief before abruptly snapping out of it and

don't want to break

to stare at the unfolding breakup scene-including Briony and

curious and a bit green, leaned over. "Jason? As in, Jason Prescott? Don't tell me he's from the Prescott family-one of Northborough's

bite of fish

When I came to Northborough, Grandpa even told me to stop

looked over, mildly intrigued. "Who's your

"Jewell Delaney."

shot up. "You mean Jewell Delaney, the

for the record, Professor Winslow took me on as his last disciple because of my