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·

over. Instead, you

moment, rage boiling up inside her. She'd

laugh, jaw clenched so tight her molars ached. "It's amazing I didn't see it before just how arrogant and full of yourself you really

say it. There's no need for all these games. You know, this

she snapped. "I don't have the patience for this. We're going

strode past him, heading straight for

waiting; his car was parked on the gravel lot outside the

could reach the car, Stewart caught up, grabbing her wrist

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

fought to yank her arm free,

would it cost you to just be honest with me for once?" Stewart stared into her eyes, voice

a doctor! I've made myself clear-if I hadn't been ambushed earlier, the divorce would already be done! And now you're blaming me

flickering across

at him with undisguised fury. "If you're really

spun on

retreat, his