Chapter 349

Pfft-

The drink Cedric Clarke had just taken a sip of sprayed out in a fine mist.

He coughed, spluttering. "Cough-cough—"

Stewart shot him a disapproving look, eyebrows drawn tight.

Wiping his mouth with a napkin, Cedric tried to catch his breath. "Jeez, I nearly choked! If you're jealous of how great my life is right now, just say so!"

"I'm being serious," Stewart replied, his expression grave. "Briony's back, but she's still upset. She's obviously going out of her way to avoid me."

Cedric, finally composed, studied Stewart for a moment before sighing.

"Hold on—I'm not sure I get what you're saying," Cedric said, frowning. "Last time, you told me you didn't love Briony. If all you wanted was a respectable Mrs. Wentworth, why do you care if she avoids you? She's home, your kids have their mother, the family's picture-perfect. What more do you want?"

"I might not love her," Stewart admitted, pouring himself another drink, "but I'm determined to be a good husband. Those five years we kept our marriage under wraps, things were harmonious for the three of us. Now with little Nina here, divorce feels even less like an option."

then went on, "But I can tell she

back?" Cedric shot him a sharp look. "You mean, she spends her days looking after your kids

you think marriage is, you're a real

his glass. "Isn't

absolutely not! That's a terrible way to look at

gaze darkened. "That's how my

"You can't use your parents' marriage

his lips

it. You're still caught up in the

up, searching his friend's face. "What

is built on

out with

to look at it that way. But by that logic, if she doesn't want to keep

there were no kids involved, I'd

him. "Stewart, are you even

blinked, confused

it ever cross your mind to ask why Briony put up with five

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