Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 88

After they got in the car, Stella unscrewed her insulated bottle and handed it to

Briony. "Here, drink some warm water. With that injury on your head and another sleepless night behind you, your body's going to give out if you don't take care of yourself."

Briony kept her gaze down and shook her head slightly, almost as if talking to herself. "Where do you think my mom could've gone?"

Stella pressed her lips together, at a loss for an answer.

From the back seat, Gina suddenly slapped her thigh. "Why don't we just ask Attorney Wentworth?"

Stewart?

Stella turned to look at Gina. "Why would we talk to him?"

"We went to Attorney Wentworth's office together yesterday morning."

"What?" Stella was stunned. "Why didn't you mention this earlier?"

"You guys... never asked."

Briony looked over at Gina. "Why did my mom go to his office?”

But when we got there, Ms. Lockwood happened to be meeting with Attorney Wentworth, too.

hands. "Star, let's go to the law office and

Stella started the car without

days had been hectic for Stewart-late nights at the office

with her schedule suddenly clear, she'd taken to dropping by

she stepped out of her car, she caught sight of a white BMW parked by the curb. Rosita paused for a second, then looked away and

knocked on

the pages. Without looking up, he said

straight to

brows drawing together. Her tone was gentle but

murmured a noncommittal

case means to you, but you still need to eat

it there. I'll

slipped the files from his hands and nudged the breakfast closer.

as he

cool and impassive as ever, but there was an unmistakable flicker of impatience in his

tilting her chin up in

workaholic again. He specifically asked me to make sure you

the mention of Irwin, Stewart

let out a quiet

about to open it when there