Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 134

She wasn't the least bit surprised to see Stewart still waiting for her.

Briony stepped out, locked the studio door behind her, and turned. Her gaze swept over Stewart with cool indifference.

Her eyes were calm, almost expressionless. "I'll be out of town for work the next few days. When I get back, let's set a time to go to city hall and finalize the divorce."

"You're in such a hurry to get divorced?" Stewart's eyes darkened. "Is this about James?"

Briony's expression grew colder.

He was the one cheating during their marriage, juggling two relationships at once -did he really think everyone else was as shameless as he was?

She had no desire to explain herself. Her tone was icy. "If you don't want to cooperate, then I'll just have to file for divorce."

"File for divorce?" Stewart let out a cold, humorless laugh, one eyebrow arching. "Do you really think anyone in Northborough would dare take on my divorce case?"

Briony frowned. "Stewart, what are you doing? There's nothing between us anymore-we have no feelings left, no children together, and no disputes over property. Why does a peaceful divorce have to be so impossible?"

"No feelings?"

then

and she instinctively took

wrist with one hand, his other hand

glared at him, but, mindful of the pregnancy,

voice full of anger. "Five years raising my son together, and now you say you

believed you're his mother. But you you just cut him

made me pretend to be Irwin's mother-and you're the ones responsible for my mom's death! So tell me:

I know I'm responsible for what happened to your mother. But none of that

my mother?" Briony shot back, eyes

I just think you shouldn't

crying, asking me if his mom didn't want him anymore. Briony, you're the one who raised him— don't you care about him

go!" Briony was seething, trying to

far stronger. No matter how hard she pushed, he refused to budge, and her eyes grew

to ask me to treat Irwin like before? My

"Do you even have a conscience, Stewart?" He froze, stunned

chance to shove him away and retreated several steps, fixing him with a cold,

you should explain to him the difference between me and Rosita. You can't have