Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 546

He took out his phone-it was a call from Lorna.

After a brief hesitation, he answered.

"Stewart, find somewhere private to talk. I need to tell you something important!”

Stewart paused, glanced at Briony, then turned and walked a short distance away, lowering his voice. "You can talk now."

"My team spotted a few suspicious people entering the country yesterday," Lorna said, her tone grave. "Something feels off. You should come back-also, make sure Briony and the kids stay home for the next few days."

Stewart's expression darkened. "Alright. I understand."

He hung up and walked back to Briony. "That's all for today. Take the kids home. For the next few days, you and the children should stay inside as much as possible."

Briony frowned, concern clouding her face. "Why? What's going on?"

"For the kids' sake, just trust me, okay?" Stewart's voice was firm.

She stared at him, a flash of Lorna's earlier warnings crossing her mind, but she didn't press further. "Alright. I understand."

Little Nina clung to Stewart, reluctant to leave. All the way from the playground to the parking lot entrance, she insisted on being carried.

As they left the park, Stewart carried Nina toward Briony's car.

Nina was already in tears.

Briony noticed her daughter's unusual mood and, for some reason, felt a rising sense of unease herself.

unlocked the car and

was about to set Nina

by. Then, he pulled Nina back into his arms

gave him a puzzled look, noticing his sudden change in demeanor. "I have my own car. I

apple bobbing as he struggled to stay calm, "please take the kids

set Briony even more on edge. "Stewart,

go home," Stewart

to her before

Carl, take them

carefully-don't take any et

chances."

was clearly

insistence but

he had

couldn't help asking, "What

to pick me

Lorna made Carl realize

more and turned to Briony. "Ms.

me."

her sobbing daughter tightly, Briony felt her nerves stretched taut, a

She glanced at Stewart.

"Bryn, don't ask any

hammered in her chest-a wave of anxiety crashing

screamed that they

Nina. The children were