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.

calls from Lorna. Each time, she'd step outside

what was going on-Lorna was hounding Carol

there were so many of them. At that age, kids' fingers are still so delicate, but Lorna insisted on Mario grinding through endless exercises every day. Briony didn't approve of her methods at

also knew she couldn't bring her son home to live with her, at least not yet. So she never said a bad word about

and Briony couldn't bear the thought that he might end up afraid

drove Mario back to Southcreek Manor. She only accompanied him as far as the front gate, letting Carol take him inside. Briony watched them disappear into the house before turning her car around. In the darkness, her taillights faded slowly

the window and turned

profile; only the eyes and brows betrayed any emotion, but even that was nothing

a handkerchief

"Dad?"

Mario came running in, clutching a

bought me a new story! Will you read it to

quickly balled up the bloodstained handkerchief in his palm, then bent down and scooped his son into

Mario was holding, his voice still rough from the

did!" Mario grinned. "Last night I slept with Mom, and she sang a

carried Mario

room.

he tossed the

Mom ask you

just wanted to know if I was happy here. I

did great," Stewart said, setting him down on the bed.

small and perfectly still, his big dark eyes fixed

those eyes, Stewart couldn't help but see Briony in