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.

unwavering: "But when was

stopped breathing

is for couples who once loved each other. After their feelings have faded, they return together-dressed as they were on their wedding day-to the place where they began their marriage. The ritual is about

Stewart, we never loved each other. We never even had

came out.

marriage-five years of pretending to be a mother to Irwin-it all ends today." Briony's words were icy, final.

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

Rosita. I can't keep pretending he's my son. So from now on, please

that, Briony turned away and

Stewart reached out instinctively, but he was

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

going? I'm sorry, I promise I'll be good! Please don't leave

didn't pause, didn't look back. Her steps were resolute,

doors, Stella was waiting for her, nodding

the edge of the beach,