Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 435

"Bryn, you need to calm down."

"I can't calm down!"

Briony's eyes were bloodshot as she glared at Stewart. "I just want to know where my son is!"

Stewart pressed his lips together, a deep crease forming between his brows. "He's not here."

"Not here?" Briony's voice rose, incredulous. "Stewart, are you playing games with me again?"

"I'm not lying to you. He really hasn't come back yet."

"I don't believe you!" Briony shot back, her voice trembling. "If you won't tell me, I'l find him myself!"

She spun on her heel and stormed out of the study.

Stewart didn't try to stop her.

Briony threw open one door after another on the second floor, searching every room.

No sign of her child.

She ran upstairs to the third floor.

in the house-even the maid's quarters,

Nothing.

Her son wasn't there.

room, Briony felt her final shred of

He's gone.

He was never here.

she squeezed her eyes

Stewart's desk, and grabbed everything within reach-files, pens, anything and hurled them at him

her vent, standing rigid as the sharp corner of a book struck

pens scattered across the floor, leaving chaos

breathing turned ragged. The last thread of control

it always have to be like

she thought it was over, life

and you're hiding him from me! You even put up a fake headstone just to deceive me! How could you? How could you wish that on your own

Drag me here just to keep him from me?

today, were you planning to

"I never meant to-"

her lips. "You never meant to let me go. We're divorced, but you're still using our son to

Adam's apple

Nothing I say will get through

head. "Fine, I'll listen. Tell me where

into a thin line as he stared at her, his dark