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?"

stared at her blank, unyielding face, then suddenly stepped in, closing

fluttered and she instinctively took a step

years of marriage, and that's all it means to you?" Stewart grabbed her wrist with one hand, his other hand gripping her chin, forcing her to look

mindful of the pregnancy, didn't dare struggle too much. "Let me

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

between us, Irwin is innocent. He doesn't understand any of this. He's always believed you're his mother. But you you just cut him off without a second thought. How can you be so

Irwin's mother-and you're the ones responsible for my mom's death! So tell me: am I

"Look, I know I'm

he's innocent? And what about my mother?" Briony shot back, eyes

meant. I just think you shouldn't take

today. He went home crying, asking me if his mom didn't want him anymore. Briony, you're the

was seething,

No matter how hard she pushed, he refused to budge, and her eyes grew red with

right do you have to ask me to treat Irwin like before? My mother died because of your family-she's barely been gone

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

away and retreated several steps, fixing him with a cold, unwavering

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, Stewart, and you can't teach