Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 55

The taxi rolled to a stop just outside the gates of Southcreek Manor.

Briony stepped out, her hands weighed down by two large shopping bags as she made her way up the stone path to the house.

On the way over, she'd stopped by her studio to pick up the New Year's gifts she'd ordered online weeks ago, figuring this was as good a time as any to finally deliver them.

She pressed the doorbell.

The door swung open almost immediately.

Stewart stood there, lips pressed into a thin line. "The code hasn't changed," he said, voice cool and even.

Briony just nodded, gaze dropping as she stepped inside.

"Is Irwin still locked away in his room?" she asked quietly.

"Yeah," Stewart replied, glancing at the bags in her hands. "You brought him gifts?"

"New Year's presents," she said, her tone flat. Without another word, she started up the stairs.

Stewart lingered in the foyer for a moment, watching her retreat, then followed after.

Upstairs, outside the children's room.

gently. "Irwin, would you open the door? I brought

don't want your stupid presents!" came Irwin's

work at all! Why did you lie

Briony's brow knit together.

lashed out at her

white lie about being away on business

sigh and raised her hand to knock again, but footsteps creaked up

appeared, holding out

face darkened when

key all along, why didn't you open

amused. "If you didn't come, unlocking the

didn't have the energy to argue. She snatched the key from his hand

open, Irwin yanked his blanket over his head and curled up

don't want you as my mom anymore! You're a liar! I hate you-” Briony

don't want you as my mom anymore.

was Rosita, Briony had known, deep down, that

come so soon.

she knew he was just lashing

chance to speak properly," came Stewart's cold, stern

turning to

speaks his mind. If you have something to say, say it. Hiding under the covers and throwing