Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 472

Lorna strode into the room, flopped onto the couch, crossed her legs, and let out

a dramatic sigh. "How much longer am I supposed to play this wretched, universally despised villainess?"

Stewart turned, taking in Lorna's insolent, slouched posture on the couch, but he was used to her antics by now.

"Ferdinand's reached out to the Wentworths."

Lorna paused mid-stretch. "So he's finally going back to his roots?"

He nodded. "Looks like it."

She snorted. "Stealing your wife and kids wasn't enough for him-now he's after your assets too, huh?"

Stewart's dark eyes chilled. "We can leak the news about that Northside property."

Lorna arched a brow, draping herself over the back of her chair to study him. "Accelerating your little trap, are we?"

"Someone out there is even more impatient than we are. We can't drag this out any longer."

...

Over the weekend, Briony devoted herself to the kids.

Little Mario seemed perfectly content as long as he was with Nina, not once complaining about homework.

from Lorna. Each time, she'd step outside to answer, and when

knew exactly what was going on-Lorna was hounding

were so many of them. At that age, kids' fingers are still so delicate, but Lorna insisted on Mario grinding through endless

her, at least not yet. So she never said a bad

Briony couldn't bear the thought that he might end up afraid of Lorna because

the front gate, letting Carol take him inside. Briony watched them disappear into the house before turning her car around.

the window and turned toward the ink painting hanging

brows betrayed any emotion, but even that was nothing but a

a handkerchief

"Dad?"

swung open, and little Mario came running

new story! Will you read it to

quickly balled up the bloodstained handkerchief in his palm, then bent

the book Mario was holding, his voice still

"Last night I slept with Mom, and she sang a lullaby

as carried Mario

room.

he tossed

ask you

just wanted to know if I was happy here. I answered just like you told me

Stewart said, setting him down

perfectly still, his big dark eyes fixed

at those eyes, Stewart couldn't help but see