Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 350

He'd spent his life calculating gains and losses, mastering every tactic to stay in control. Logic and numbers were his language; that's how he analyzed everyone and everything around him. Over time, he'd walled off any emotional need inside himself.

By ignoring his own feelings, it was inevitable he'd overlook his partner's as well.

And with all the medication he was taking...

Cedric Clarke felt a tangle of emotions he couldn't quite name.

"Stewart, maybe it's time you take a hard look at your marriage with Briony," Cedric said quietly. "Ask yourself are you really holding on just for the sake of the kids? Or is it just because Briony seems like the 'right' fit?"

"I don't know," Stewart admitted, his gaze dropping to the half-empty glass in his hand. "All I know is, I don't want a divorce."

"I always thought you loved Briony without realizing it. But now, it seems to me you've never truly cared for her at all."

Stewart's grip on his glass tightened, knuckles turning white. "So you're saying she only endured everything because she loves me?"

Stewart, I don't mean to kick you while you're down, but honestly, you brought a lot of this on yourself. Briony put up with so

you keep insisting you don't love her, and all you can talk about is how to keep this marriage afloat for practical reasons. But you don't love her, Stewart. So what right do you have to keep

at the table, his jaw clenched tight,

on how to make your

Cedric's

eyes

really paid attention you'd know what makes her happy. You'd know how to make her smile. But you don't even know her, Stewart. How are you supposed to

understand her?"

about

Cedric stood, voice steady.

love with you along the way, or maybe she had feelings for you from the start-I don't know.

forgotten? You kept everyone in the dark-me included-and asked Briony, your own wife, to stand up and issue statements for you and Rosita. That alone disqualifies

Rosita sure, we all see through her act now. But the fact remains, your son died because of her. You can't

words echoed through