Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 236

Stewart didn't answer right away. He simply looked at her, his dark eyes deep and unreadable. “Garry called you, didn't he?"

Briony frowned. "So you heard it from him, too?"

"I have my own sources," Stewart replied coolly. "Cedric Clarke knows as well. He and I are heading to Westenmar ourselves to bring Stella back."

Briony stared, momentarily stunned.

Stewart, volunteering to help?

But she quickly reasoned it out-he and Dr. Clarke were old friends, so Cedric probably asked Stewart to step in.

The air between them grew tense and awkward, neither willing to speak.

By all logic, Briony knew she should thank Stewart for offering to help. But his sudden eagerness just didn't fit the Stewart she knew. Even if Cedric Clarke had asked him, there was no reason for Stewart to rush over and talk to her first thing...

"What did Garry want from you?" Stewart's low voice cut into her thoughts.

She met his eyes, frowning slightly, hesitating over whether to tell him the truth.

Stewart saw right through her hesitation. His tone dropped. "Briony, if you want to get Stella back from Garry, you're going to have to trust me and work with me." Briony's eyes went cold; she sounded tired of all this. "He wants me to marry him." Stewart's brows shot up.

A moment later, his lips curled in a mocking smile. "Well, that's some nerve." Briony almost laughed at his reaction.

just as shameless? Talk about the pot calling the kettle black. No wonder they'd once been

“if you're so eager to help, you know Garry gave me just one

was icy as he held her stare, "you'll just

can save Star, I

short, almost incredulous laugh. "You'd go that far for Stella?" "Yes," Briony said, voice unwavering. "Star is

in Stewart's chest. His face darkened, a storm brewing in his eyes as he stared

She met

standoff stretched out, heavy and

dry chuckle, lips twisting.

Stewart. There hasn't been an 'us' for a long time.

still married. That's a

a marriage in name

her water glass

of Mrs. Wentworth. Who knows-if you die unexpectedly someday, I'll be your legal heir. Sometimes, when you look at

arched an eyebrow at that. "Do you hate me so much now? Hoping

out a short, bitter laugh. "Did you expect

be disappointed." Stewart stood, adjusting his suit jacket. "I get a full physical every year. With

"What a shame."

turned away, ready to leave, but Stewart

glared at him. "What more

worry about Garry," Stewart said coolly. "Dr. Clarke and

Briony's voice was icy. "You want me to ignore Garry's demands, but you expect me to meet yours,