Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

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.

would have felt crushed by that-hurt, even. But now?

some things needed to be said, if only to finally

Stewart? That my behavior today

you." Stewart hesitated, then added, "In his heart, you're someone

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

voice icy. "Don't you realize how twisted that is,

Rosita are his real

aside was my way of making space for the three of you. I've done my part, played by the rules-what more do you want from

unreadable in

to Briony like the

I was concerned—even if there was no love, I believed we were at least family, that we trusted and cared for each

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

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 too

of you