Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 192

Stewart's hand clenched into a fist at his side, as if her words had struck something deep inside him.

"It's a pity-you're wrong," he said quietly.

Briony stared at him, her eyes brimming with scorn.

"If you truly understood the legend behind the Ghanaian divorce ritual, you'd realize just how absurd this little ceremony you've arranged really is."

His voice was low and heavier than she'd ever heard. "I just... wanted us to have something to remember. A way to mark what we had."

He searched her face, desperate, his gaze taking on a wild glint. "Briony, after five years of marriage, you can't tell me there's nothing left between us."

"Something between us?" Briony gave a sharp, bitter laugh, her eyes flashing with unshed tears. "Stewart, now that you realize you can't use my bond with Irwin to sway me, you want to play the 'husband and wife' card instead?"

Stewart's jaw tightened, his eyes fixed on hers.

"But when was there ever love between

stopped breathing for a

on their wedding day-to the place where they began their marriage. The ritual is about going back to where you first fell in love, letting go, and ending things with

never even had a real wedding. So this

if to protest, but nothing came out.

said everything I need to say. Five years of marriage-five years of pretending to be a mother to Irwin-it all ends today." Briony's words were icy, final. "From now on, Stewart, you're nothing to me but the man who indirectly

the young boy sitting off to the side. One look was

my son. So from now

that, Briony turned away and strode

out instinctively, but he was a moment too

hair slipped through his fingers, leaving his hand empty-and

where are you going? I'm sorry, I promise I'll be good! Please don't leave me and Dad-

pause, didn't look back. Her steps were

church doors, Stella was waiting for her, nodding in silent support. Briony took the lighter Stella

to the edge of the beach, where her wedding dress lay abandoned on the