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?"

face, then suddenly stepped in,

and she instinctively took

all it means to you?" Stewart grabbed her wrist with

the pregnancy, didn't dare struggle too

her down, voice full of anger. "Five years raising

He doesn't understand any of this. He's always believed you're his mother. But you

lied to me, made me pretend to be Irwin's mother-and you're the ones responsible for my mom's death! So tell me: am I the heartless one, or are

trying to steady himself. "Look, I know I'm responsible for what happened to your mother. But none of

And what about my mother?" Briony shot back, eyes blazing. "Did she

not what I meant. I just think you shouldn't take

"You really hurt him today. He went home crying, asking me if his mom didn't want him anymore.

seething,

was far stronger. No matter how hard she pushed, he refused

what right do you have to ask me to treat Irwin like before? My mother died

voice breaking. "Do you even have a conscience, Stewart?" He froze, stunned by her

and retreated several steps, fixing him

last time I'm talking to you about Irwin. If you really care about him, you should explain to him the difference between me and Rosita. You can't have everything,