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·

you ran up

inside her. She'd

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

divorce, just say it. There's no need for all these games. You know, this act makes you

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

and fast, Briony strode

was parked on the gravel

before she could reach the car, Stewart caught up, grabbing her wrist in

me!" The moment his hand closed

arm

once?" Stewart stared into her eyes, voice low and

you're sick, go see 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

faltered, surprise flickering across

glaring at him with undisguised fury. "If you're really a man, then

she spun on her heel

figure retreat, his brow furrowed, eyes