Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Briony didn't have much of an appetite. She shook her head.

Stewart gazed at her pale, thin face, a pang of concern tightening his chest. He knew she was unwell and couldn't force her to eat.

He had taken it upon himself to look after her. Once the nurse refreshed her IV and offered a few instructions, she left them alone.

The hospital room was quiet.

Stewart sat at the edge of her bed, silently watching over Briony.

His unwavering gaze made her feel a little uneasy.

The atmosphere grew awkward.

Briony cleared her throat. "How long was I asleep?"

Stewart settled in the chair beside her, his expression gentle. "You slept for a whole day and night."

She tried again, "The kids-did they give you any trouble?"

"Not at all. They've been angels. I video-called them and explained that you'd be busy with work for a few days and wouldn't be home. They even reminded me to make sure you ate."

A warm feeling blossomed in Briony's chest.

The children really were little angels-so thoughtful it almost broke her heart.

She glanced around, noticing this room felt different from a typical hospital room. "Which hospital is this?"

"This is Clarke Memorial," Stewart replied. "Cedric Clarke arranged it. You need peace and quiet to recover. Here you'll have private care and state-of-the-art equipment. You can focus on getting better."

Briony nodded.

simply looked at each other, neither saying

made their peace, agreed to co-parent with civility. But as her ex-husband, Briony

here the entire

"You're still sick. I

my side every minute." Her tone was gentle. "I'm not

he was afraid she wouldn't believe him. “You know everything about my work now. The assignment's done. I'm free. Bryn, you don't have to worry.

surprise. "That's not what I

uncomfortable with me staying here?"

then

only need to co-parent. Taking care of me like this-it's not your responsibility. I don't want

to help. As soon as you're

at her, determined. "At

least, let me do

for it. But right now, you're in the hospital and need care. If just

pride. I don't

not pity!" Stewart said quickly. "I owe you so much. Anything I

of me." Briony's voice was calm. "James and Stella

her own family, and

is still

needs

doesn't have the time to be here around the

he has

responsibiliti

he's also

And Mrs.

to burden them

can hire

things I shouldn't be doing