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?"

"Who

the worst luck-ending up with someone who's both a jerk *and*

laugh. "Don't worry. There are still plenty of decent men

so much easier." Stella started the car. "Anyway, I need to get back and figure out how to talk Bryn

"Alright."

call ended,

several times before Stewart finally

was rough and heavy. "Stella called

Cedric blurted out, half-joking, half-shocked.

let out a low, humorless laugh, his breath still ragged.

voice sound like that? Is it another migraine?" Cedric frowned, concerned. "Did you

"It's nothing."

don't know what to say to you anymore. Those three conditions you set-each one more outrageous than the last! I'm not just giving you a hard time, Stewart, but you're only making Bryn lose more faith in

doesn't matter," Stewart cut in, his tone unyielding. "I made

curses he wanted to let loose. There was no point.

"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

a long silence

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

"Okay."

and

finally let