Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 134

She wasn’t the least bit surprised to see Stewart still waiting for her.

Briony stepped out, locked the studio door behind her, and turned. Her gaze swept over Stewart with cool indifference.

Her eyes were calm, almost expressionless. “I’ll be out of town for work the next few days. When I get back, let’s set a time to go to city hall and finalize the divorce.”

“You’re in such a hurry to get divorced?” Stewart’s eyes darkened. “Is this about James?”

Briony’s expression grew colder.

He was the one cheating during their marriage, juggling two relationships at once—did he really think everyone else was as shameless as he was?

She had no desire to explain herself. Her tone was icy. “If you don’t want to cooperate, then I’ll just have to file for divorce.”

“File for divorce?” Stewart let out a cold, humorless laugh, one eyebrow arching. “Do you really think anyone in Northborough would dare take on my divorce case?”

Briony frowned. “Stewart, what are you doing? There’s nothing between us anymore—we have no feelings left, no children together, and no disputes over property. Why does a peaceful divorce have to be so impossible?”

“No feelings?”

Stewart stared at her blank, unyielding face, then suddenly stepped in, closing the distance between them.

Briony’s lashes fluttered and she instinctively took a step back.

“Five years of marriage, and that’s all it means to you?” Stewart grabbed her wrist with one hand, his other hand gripping her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

She glared at him, but, mindful of the pregnancy, didn’t dare struggle too much. “Let me go, Stewart!”

He stared her down, voice full of anger. “Five years raising my son together, and now you say you have no children?”

“Briony, whatever happened between us, Irwin is innocent. He doesn’t understand any of this. He’s always believed you’re his mother. But you—you just cut him off without a second thought. How can you be so heartless?”

“Heartless?” Briony let out a bitter laugh. “Stewart, you and your family lied to me, made me pretend to be Irwin’s mother—and you’re the ones responsible for my mom’s death! So tell me: am I the heartless one, or are you all completely soulless?”

Stewart’s face clouded with anger. He took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. “Look, I know I’m responsible for what happened to your mother. But none of that is Irwin’s fault. He’s just a child.”

“Oh, he’s innocent? And what about my mother?” Briony shot back, eyes blazing. “Did she deserve to die?”