Chapter 62

Briony blinked, her gaze steady. "Do you know why I rang the doorbell at

Southcreek Manor today?"

Stewart offered no reply, his silence stretching between them.

She continued, “Because ever since the moment I signed the divorce papers and moved out, Southcreek Manor stopped being my home. When you visit someone else's house, you ring the bell. That's just common courtesy."

Stewart's brow furrowed. "If Irwin hears you say that, he'll be upset."

Briony let out a soft laugh, the swirling snow doing a fine job of hiding the redness in her eyes.

"You really do live up to your reputation, Stewart-the brilliant attorney everyone admires and fears. You certainly know how to twist the knife."

He remained stone-faced, refusing to argue. To Briony, that look meant only one thing: he couldn't even be bothered to explain.

crushed by that-hurt, even.

needed to be said, if only to finally lay them

what you think, Stewart? That my behavior today was cruel to

hesitated, then added, "In his heart, you're someone Rosita could

actually laughed. "If you know how important I am to him, why did you say those things to him?

"Don't you

sigh. "Irwin and Rosita are his real mother and son. Rosita's depression-well,

aside was my way of making space for the three of you. I've done

gaze darkened, unreadable in

now felt to Briony like the most natural

trusted and cared for each other. But you hid Irwin's parentage from me. You had me raise your and Rosita's child, without ever telling me

still stung, even now. Briony paused, swallowed hard, and drew a shaky breath, forcing herself to

a transaction. But even in a business partnership, I deserved to know the facts. But you-Stewart, you kept me at arm's length the whole time. Or maybe you just thought I was

of

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