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.

earth was this painting

smile tugging at his lips. "I like it.

Briony frowned.

gift for Stewart-their fifth. She'd begun working on it last May,

about Stewart's affair,

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

both those things had

noticed the shock

got hold

lips together, refusing to answer. Her hands clenched tight

walking toward

a step back, watching him warily. "It was just something I sketched for fun. It's not of you," she said,

Stewart stopped, leaving a few feet

stare made Briony uncomfortable. She frowned and snapped, "Stewart, I don't understand what's motivating these demands of

right in

breath. "Then what's the

me on a trip

She stared at him, half incredulous, half amused.

wasn't

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