Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 158

Chapter 159

The drive back was quiet; Briony didn't say a word.

James glanced at her in the rearview mirror several times, noticing that she was staring out the window, lost in thought.

When they finally pulled up outside the studio, he killed the engine and turned to her.

"We're here," he reminded gently.

Briony snapped out of her reverie, ducked her head, and unbuckled her seat belt.

Just as she reached for the door handle, James caught her wrist.

"What did Stewart say to you?" he asked.

Briony looked back at him, her lips curving into a faint, distant smile. "There's a change in the contract. I haven't looked it over yet, but I'll go through it carefully when I get home."

James frowned. "Is that really all?"

She just smiled again. "That's all. I'm not staying late tonight. You should head home."

you need me to have someone look over

"Not for now."

that, James

car, slung her purse over her shoulder, and headed straight into

retreating figure until she disappeared into the elevator, then finally started the

Private hospital room.

bedside, awkwardly peeling

uninjured hand holding her

of control, Rosita. Even your fan club has shut

sorry," Rosita replied, her voice soft and fragile. "But after all

up and I'll pay. Also, I have a termination agreement here. I'll email it to you please pass it on to

contract?!" Maxine gasped. "Are you sure about this? Even if you step away from the spotlight, as long as you keep your management

with Stewart," Rosita cut in gently. "He helped draft the

Maxine knew there was no changing Rosita's

phone aside and turned her gaze to Lauren, still

but her knife skills left much to

life of comfort and privilege—she'd never needed to do something as

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