Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 57

Briony was the first to look away, turning to the older woman and saying, "You've got it wrong-he's not my husband."

"Oh?" The woman blinked in surprise, caught off guard for the first time in her years of sales pitches. After a long pause, she managed, "Oh... I see."

Briony didn't dwell on the awkward exchange. She grabbed a neatly packaged tray of ribs from the meat counter and headed toward the produce section. Stewart watched her go, his eyes cool and unreadable.

...

By the time they returned to Southcreek Manor, it was already noon.

Briony went straight to the kitchen to start lunch.

Irwin was in the living room, tinkering with his new toys.

No sooner had Briony tied on her apron than the glass kitchen door slid open.

She turned and saw Stewart step inside.

"Did you need something?" she asked.

He glanced at the ingredients on the counter, his voice calm. "Do you want a hand?"

"I'm fine," Briony replied without looking up, already busy at the sink.

Stewart stood and watched her for a moment before quietly leaving. She turned on the tap and pulled out the vegetables to wash them.

long before

Wear these," he

the plastic gloves he held

still healing. It'd be

faint pink patch of new skin on

her tone flat.

Stewart left

asked for all sorts of dishes, but since he was just recovering from pneumonia, Briony chose

for Irwin-meals tailored for a child with

but after five years, she moved around the kitchen

brought out five dishes

Go

wash up, then hurried to take his seat at the

and yam soup for him. "It's hot, so blow on it

Irwin's mouth was practically watering as he looked at the spread. He grinned, "Thanks,

faint smile.

a

kitchen, and paused. After a moment,

bowls of rice, sitting next to Irwin and setting one

Stewart watched

served Irwin some vegetables, then quietly focused on her own meal.

time, one of those bowls of rice would have been

Briony eat with

he stood and went into