Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 146

At five o'clock in the evening, a Range Rover pulled up outside the studio.

Briony and James climbed out.

They'd spent the whole afternoon wandering through the supply market, finally managing to track down all the materials they needed.

James popped open the trunk.

There was quite a haul. Briony reached out to help, but James stopped her immediately.

"Don't touch anything. I'll just make another trip if I have to."

"It's really not that heavy. No need to make extra work for yourself."

James shot her an exasperated look, nudging her hand away. "You just want to make trouble for me, don't you? My goddaughter's in your belly-could you please take it easy?"

Briony gave him a sidelong glance. "You're being dramatic."

"No, you're just not acting like someone who's pregnant!" James gathered up a portion of the supplies, closed the trunk, and jerked his chin toward the door. "Let's go."

Briony knew she wouldn't win this one, so she let him have his way.

...

carried everything into

back downstairs

hung up her bag

knock at the

"Come in," she called.

poked her head in. "Briony, Attorney

made Briony pause.

Stewart strode in.

a sharp black suit, tall and imposing, his features severe. His eyes fixed on Briony with the kind

assessing—as if she were a

tension, Hannah quickly slipped out and

Wentworth, you do realize it's after hours? City Hall

it you who posted that exposé online?" Briony

why he was

even know what she

dragged into it. She hadn't even had a chance to defend herself, yet Stewart was

It was absurd.

be bothered

you're so convinced it was me,

won't you?" "Think whatever you want." Briony had no patience for this. "If you're so worried about Rosita's reputation, why

Stewart's gaze grew colder. "But these tricks won't work on me. I've told you before: if you agree to my

were the one who wanted this divorce. I've done nothing