Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 348

He'd always thought that taking a family trip together once a year was something he did well-as a husband, and as a father.

But lately, maybe because Cedric Clarke was such an exemplary dad, Stewart found himself reflecting more and more during his rare moments of downtime.

Except, when he actually looked back, he realized he hadn't been all that present in those five years of marriage...

"Why are you so quiet all of a sudden?"

Snapping out of it, Stewart cleared his throat. "Got time to grab a drink?"

"Drinks?" Cedric Clarke shot back without hesitation. "No way. If my wife finds out, I'll be sleeping on the couch for a week!"

Stewart just stared at his phone.

"Wait, aren't your wife and daughter home too? How do you even have the nerve to go out drinking?"

"They're at Skybreeze Retreat today."

"Don't tell me―mother and daughter packed up and ran away?"

Stewart pinched the bridge of his nose. "No, Mrs. Winslow's visiting. They'll probably be staying at the retreat all week."

Now Cedric finally caught a whiff of something off.

"Stewart, you sound a little jealous, you know."

" Just come out for a drink with me."

Seeing Stewart all alone,

try to negotiate with my boss at home, but

hung up and rolled

air drifted in, cool and

of his shirt, but that tightness in his

simply stepped

door behind him, he leaned against it, lit a

profile was sharp and cold, lips pressed together as he smoked,

up nearby. The driver, a

alone? Want to take a spin up

glanced over, expression

dark and unreadable in the

startled by his icy gaze. She floored the accelerator and sped

she was far

til she

friend. "Girl, you won't believe who I just saw-absolute ten. Gorgeous, I swear! Flirt with him? Are you kidding? I didn't even dare get out of the

the time Cedric arrived at the lounge, Stewart was already halfway through a bottle of whiskey by

glass half-empty, Cedric sat down beside

you know. Don't forget you're still

Cedric, a faint, wry smile tugging at his lips. "You reek of baby

sniffed his shirt, puzzled.

don't.

you smell a hint of

his lips