Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 164

Chapter 165

How did Stewart even manage to find these things?

But honestly, that wasn't really the point.

She looked up at Stewart. "And the second condition?"

Stewart met her gaze, his dark eyes steady and unreadable.

Briony's expression remained cold, her beautiful eyes betraying not a hint of emotion.

Without a word, Stewart turned away and walked toward the tall window, stopping at a shelf beside it.

A white cloth was draped over something on the shelf.

He reached out and pulled it off in one smooth motion.

The cloth fell away, revealing a painting propped up on an easel-a portrait, rendered in soft, unfinished strokes. The figure of a man was already taking shape, even though the work was incomplete.

Briony's eyes widened in shock. She could hardly believe what she was seeing.

was this painting

faint smile tugging at his lips. "I like it. I want you to

Briony frowned.

for Stewart-their fifth. She'd begun working on it last May, sneaking into the storage room

about

and on the day she moved out, she'd tossed it out

things had somehow ended up in

the shock and

got hold of these?" he asked

refusing to answer. Her hands clenched tight

started walking

him warily. "It was just something I sketched for fun. It's not of

stopped, leaving a few feet between

"Stewart, I don't understand what's motivating these demands of

understand me," Stewart replied, stopping right in front

deep breath. "Then what's the third

a trip

shot up. She stared at him, half incredulous,

Stewart wasn't backing

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255