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? Not

if only to finally lay

think, Stewart? That my behavior today was cruel to

you." Stewart hesitated, then added, "In his

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

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

taken aback. He let out a heavy sigh. "Irwin and Rosita are his real mother and son. Rosita's depression-well, reconnecting with Irwin has always

making space for the three of you. I've done my part, played by the

unreadable in the

to Briony like the

family, that we 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 the

now. Briony paused, swallowed hard, and drew a shaky

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

thought of you as

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