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

portrait of me, isn't it?" Stewart glanced back at her, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "I like it. I want you to finish it—as a keepsake for

Briony frowned.

fifth. She'd begun working on it last May, sneaking

found out about Stewart's

painting in the storage room, and on the day she moved out, she'd

those things had somehow ended up in

clearly noticed the shock and confusion in Briony's

how I got hold of these?" he asked

to answer. Her

started walking

warily. "It was just something I sketched

so?" Stewart stopped, leaving a few feet between them, his dark gaze sizing

and snapped, "Stewart, I don't understand what's motivating

to understand me," Stewart replied, stopping right in front of her. "I just need

took a deep breath. "Then what's the

on a

She stared at him, half incredulous, half amused.

Stewart wasn't backing

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