Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 207

How did Stewart know she was here?

Briony stared coolly at Stewart as he came to a stop just a few paces away. "Stewart, did you have someone follow me?"

"In Northborough, it isn't hard for me to find someone I'm looking for."

Standing beneath his umbrella, Stewart's face was cold and severe. His gaze flicked briefly to the statue of a saint behind Briony.

"You're really going all out for James," he said with biting sarcasm. "You were attacked this morning, yet you still dared to come up here alone."

Briony had no patience for his accusations. Her tone was icy as she replied, "Since you clearly already know what happened to me this morning, there's no need to explain. It's still early-we might as well swing by city hall and get the divorce paperwork over with."

A bitter, humorless smile tugged at Stewart's lips. "Briony, I have to say, your performance is pretty convincing."

Briony frowned. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"If·

me the moment James's surgery was over. Instead, you ran up here to pray for him. Don't kid yourself— divorce

moment, rage boiling up inside her. She'd

ached. "It's amazing I didn't see it before just how

expression darkened. "Briony, if you don't want a divorce, just say it. There's no need for all these games.

"I don't have the patience

coming short and fast, Briony strode past him, heading

car was parked on the

Stewart caught up, grabbing her wrist in

The moment his hand closed around her, Briony's barely- contained

fought to yank her arm free, but

with me for once?" Stewart stared into her eyes, voice low and intense. "After five years

myself clear-if I hadn't been ambushed earlier, the divorce would already be done! And

flickering across

"If you're really a man, then

spun on her heel and

retreat, his brow furrowed,