Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 167

"Heh." Stella actually let out a laugh, exasperated. "All of you-honestly, you're all wrapped around that little brat's finger!"

"He's Stewart's last line in the sand," Cedric Clarke replied, his tone serious.

Stella fell silent.

It was a long moment before she finally asked, "Cedric, can I trust you?"

"Just this once, trust me," Cedric said solemnly. "Listen, if you can talk Bryn into agreeing to Stewart's terms, I promise I'll keep an eye on things from my end too."

Stella pressed her lips together, thinking for a few seconds before she asked, "Do you know why Stewart insists on going to Ghana?"

Cedric could more or less guess Stewart's real motive.

But he knew better than to say anything before Stewart left.

If he told her, Bryn would never agree to go.

"I honestly don't know," Cedric lied, feigning ignorance. "I'll try to ask around for you, okay?"

"You think he'd actually tell you if you asked?"

gave a helpless chuckle. "Who

have the worst luck-ending up with someone who's both a jerk *and* impossible to shake. Just watching her go through this makes me

out a low laugh. "Don't worry. There are

the car. "Anyway, I need to get back and figure out how to talk Bryn around.

"Alright."

soon as the call

rang several times before Stewart finally

rough and heavy. "Stella

Cedric blurted out, half-joking, half-shocked. "Did you bug my house

let out a low, humorless laugh, his

Is it another migraine?" Cedric frowned, concerned. "Did you take

"It's nothing."

know what to say to you anymore. Those three conditions you set-each one more outrageous than the last! I'm not just

cut in, his tone unyielding. "I made my decision, and I'm not backing

loose. There was no point. When Stewart

the end, Cedric just said, firmly, "Look, I already told Stella to talk to Bryn for you. That's as much as I can do, man. So listen, even if it's just for my sake- once Bryn fulfills your three conditions, you *have* to go through with the divorce. Let her go, like you promised.

long silence on the

Stewart was about to go back on his word. He was just about

"Okay."

word-hoarse, and

that, Cedric finally let himself breathe