Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

The door to the CEO's office burst open, slamming against the wall. A tall man strode in without hesitation, heading straight for the woman seated at the desk.

Xenia Cooper looked up at the sound, barely registering what was happening before a large hand clamped around her slender throat.

Her breath caught, pain radiating up her neck.

"Xenia, I told you to stay away from her! Why can't you just listen?"

For a moment, Xenia stared in shock at the man whose anger had broken loose. Even though it felt like he might snap her neck, she managed to curl her lips into a smile.

It was a twisted, unhealthy kind of smile.

Footsteps echoed outside. In the next instant, arms wrapped tightly around Stewart's waist from behind.

"Let go of my mom, Stewart!"

Vernon latched onto Stewart, putting every ounce of his small strength into protecting Xenia.

Stewart's reason kicked back in, and he released his grip.

to lose control

at her neck

stepped forward, wanting to check if she

in class right

hand falling awkwardly to his

you listened to a single thing I've told you?" Xenia snapped, too focused on her son to continue arguing with Stewart. She fixed her gaze on Vernon, her tone as unyielding as

limply at his sides. He stared at her, lips pale and pressed

with classes. Childhood, for him, was nothing but a string

attended kindergarten. Since he was three, his

only expectation for him was to grow

left without

summoned Amy to escort him back to his private tutor, and Amy quietly closed the office door behind

office fell into a tense,

back in her chair, fingers lightly tracing the red marks on her throat. She fixed her eyes

truly wanted to kill her, he could do it any time.

Briony, and two children. He