Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 216

"I was free before, but you never showed," Stewart said flatly.

"That was a fluke," Briony shot back, frowning. "I'm available any time these days."

"Well, I'm not."

Briony didn't buy it. "Don't tell me you're so busy you can't even spare an hour to get the divorce papers signed."

"Irwin's been acting up lately. I really can't get away."

"It's just an hour."

"You brought Irwin into our lives. You know how he gets-when he throws a fit, it takes forever to calm him down."

Briony pressed her lips together. When she used to look after Irwin, he rarely threw tantrums. But when he did, he was stubborn, and it always took time and patience to talk him down.

"Of course, if you really want, I could bring Irwin along," Stewart continued, his voice drifting through the phone. "I just worry he'll get attached all over again once he sees you."

Briony was silent, taking a slow breath to steady herself. "Stewart, I don't want to go in circles. Just answer me-when are we finalizing the divorce?"

"Do you really have to go through with this?" he asked quietly.

She almost laughed in disbelief. "Have I not made myself clear enough?"

He hesitated, his voice dropping. "But you... you'll never be able to have children of your own now."

Briony gave a cold, sharp laugh. "So what?"

"If you'd just reconsider," Stewart said, suddenly solemn, "we don't have to get divorced. Irwin could always be your son. We could still be a family."

For a moment, Briony couldn't breathe. She honestly thought she must have misheard him.

So this was Stewart's version of sympathy? Because she couldn't have children anymore, he was willing to offer Irwin to her as some kind of consolation prize? She never realized a forged medical record could have such an impact.

Once again, Stewart managed to shatter her expectations.

said icily. "I'd rather spend my life

on the other

her anger. Hands resting on her stomach, she spoke with a chilling calm. "I made myself clear enough back

pause, then Stewart gave a low,

o'clock sharp," Briony

"Alright."

She ended the call.

send all the gifts back to Southcreek Manor. Then she walked

only emerging when Gina arrived with lunch and fussed over

her pills, set an alarm, and lay down for

She washed her face, grabbed her bag, and headed

at 1:50, clutching her documents as she stepped out of the car and into city

to fall in

With

heavy and dark, the last of the city's snow melted away, Northborough's rainy

the waiting area, eyes flicking up to the

on the

be here any

...

up in front of

white BMW parked nearby, then turned to Stewart. "Mr. Wentworth, it looks like Ms. Kensington's

at Irwin, who was fast asleep with his head lolling on

reached over and gently

over,

Stewart arched an eyebrow.

like

the car with him so you

suggestion-no sense dragging a tired child out in

left his mouth, Stewart shot him

end, Stewart got out-taking the drowsy Irwin with

hold the umbrella over father and

of rain drummed steadily on the umbrella, making