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?”

be meeting with Attorney Wentworth, too. After a while, your mom told

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

it!" Stella started the car

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

suddenly clear, she'd taken to dropping by the law

early, carrying a homemade breakfast. As 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

fixed on the pages. Without looking up, he said flatly,

entered, walking straight to

the intimidating stack of files, her brows drawing together. Her tone was

a noncommittal

means to you, but

leave it there. I'll eat

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

as

as ever, but there was an unmistakable flicker of impatience in his dark eyes. Interruptions during work were his least

Rosita just smiled sweetly, tucking the files behind her back and tilting her chin up in mock defiance. "If you don't eat, I'm calling

specifically asked me to make

mention of Irwin,

he let out a quiet

breakfast and was just about to open it when there