Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 230

Gwendolyn White could tell from Carney's expression that things with Stewart at the airport hadn't gone well.

In front of Briony, though, she acted as if nothing had happened.

Once they were back home, Gwendolyn asked the housekeeper to make Briony a bowl of noodles and ladled out some nourishing chicken broth for her to have first.

While Briony sipped the soup in the kitchen, Gwendolyn quietly pulled Carney into the bedroom.

"You talked to Stewart at the airport?"

Carney let out a bitter laugh. "The man's a bully with too much power and far too little shame."

Gwendolyn frowned. "He's still refusing to sign the divorce papers?"

He sighed heavily. "Stewart's a control freak. I told him plainly we want to make Bryn our goddaughter. I even spoke to him as a family elder, but he just put on that fake smile and brushed me off."

"I saw this coming a long time ago," Gwendolyn said with a weary sigh. "That's why I suggested the Chadwicks get in touch with Bryn. Thank goodness she's strong enough to carve out her own path."

Carney looked surprised. "So you'd already planned a backup for her?"

"What else did you expect?" Gwendolyn shot him a look. "You're a man yourself— after all these years, do you still not know your own kind's weaknesses?"

Carney protested, "Come on, don't lump me in with the rest. I'm one of the good ones everyone says so!"

She smacked his arm with a laugh. "Always so glib! Anyway, keep an eye on Stewart these next few days. Don't let him bother Bryn again. She deserves some peace to finish her work."

"Aye aye, ma'am!" Carney gave a mock salute.

***

The next day, on set.

a promotional video for The Antiquarian Society, so appearances

her ankles. Her long dark hair was swept up with a simple hairpin, exposing her graceful neck and accentuating

a touch of natural

from behind the screen, everyone

Professor Thornton. His gaze flickered when he

beautiful, but for the past five years, she'd kept her style understated-nothing like the elegance she wore today. For the first time, he saw her fully transformed, as if she'd stepped straight out of a classical painting: slender, poised, with a smile that lit up her eyes

swallowed, his gaze

no small feat,

were required. The camera demanded a

in front of the lens, but she exceeded

noon, she'd wrapped her individual scenes

couldn't help but exclaim, "Ms. Kensington has such screen presence. If she entered show business, she'd be a sensation! She was born

director and crew

in the dressing room, removing her

take her home for lunch and

shoot was simpler, only two quick scenes for Briony. Still, Gwendolyn, worried about her pregnancy, asked the director if Briony could

more than happy

finished

to fetch the car, Briony changed out of her costume and back into

to say goodbye to

puzzled. “Is there bad blood between Ms. Kensington

just smiled faintly. "She's

Thornton raised

***

Briony to the set every day— partly to look after her, partly to make sure

present, but thankfully, kept

she texted Stella whenever possible-calls were nearly impossible, with the poor signal in the mountains, and the rain didn't

grumbled about the harsh conditions but assured Briony

shake her worry. She just hoped