Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 341

"Cheating, Briony? Is that what you think?"

Briony let out a cold laugh. "Stewart, maybe you just can't see decency in anyone because you've never had any yourself."

"Oh, so I'm wrong, am I?"

Stewart closed the distance between them, step by step.

With the bathroom behind her, Briony retreated, lowering her voice in warning. "Don't come any closer."

"What's wrong?" Stewart's expression darkened. "You can get so cozy with Ferdinand and James, but when it comes to me, you act like I'm poison?"

Briony glared, brows tightly knit, wary of waking their daughter. Her voice was a furious whisper. "You're unhinged. I can't talk sense to you. Get out!"

But Stewart wasn't backing down.

He grabbed her wrist in his large hand, dragging her into the bathroom.

"Stewart-!"

Her protest was muffled as the bathroom door slammed shut.

Stewart pinned her against the tiled wall.

He gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.

"Briony, you're still Mrs. Wentworth. You'd do well to remember that."

jaw. Briony shoved at his chest, finally losing her patience. "Let go

his voice icy. "Already saving yourself for other men, and

off!" Briony shot him

married," Stewart pressed, their faces so close their breath mingled. "Legally, I could do anything I want

Smack!

in the small

Stewart froze in shock.

ended a long time ago.

brow furrowed, his

were harsh and unforgiving. Briony stared him

have needs, find someone else.

woman?" Stewart's jaw clenched, fury blazing in his eyes. "How generous of you,

me we're married. You and I both know

gaze bore

voice cool and steady. "Even if I were interested in someone else, I wouldn't

word deliberate. "But I'm not faithful for your sake, Mr. Wentworth.

and disgusting this marriage had become, she would never give anyone the chance to call her

vel

would

excuse to look down on

lips pressed into a thin, bitter

eye contact, turned, and yanked open the bathroom door. Under his stormy gaze, she walked

her wardrobe, she pulled open the doors. "I'm

clenched at his sides,