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.

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

to be said, if only

that what you think, Stewart? That my behavior today

then added, "In his heart, you're someone Rosita could never

so?" Briony actually laughed. "If you know how important I am to him, why did you say those things to him? You want him to understand that blood family is irreplaceable, but you also want him

voice icy. "Don't you

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

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

gaze darkened, unreadable

Briony like the most natural kind

there was no love, I believed we were at least family, that we trusted and cared for each other. But you hid Irwin's parentage from me. You had me raise

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

the facts. But you-Stewart, you kept me at

never thought of

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