Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 162

“It’s the same as what I said on the phone,” Briony replied coolly.

She honestly had zero desire to see Stewart ever again.

But Stewart was insistent. “I’ve had a few drinks tonight, so I won’t be going out. If you want to talk, come back to Southcreek Manor.”

With that, the call ended.

Briony’s grip on her phone tightened, her knuckles turning white.

Stella leaned over, concerned. “What did he say?”

“He wants me to go see him at Southcreek Manor. Face to face.”

“What a jerk!” Stella scowled. “He’s doing this on purpose, isn’t he? You told him last time you’d never set foot in Southcreek Manor again, and now he’s insisting you go there to negotiate? Could he be any more infuriating?”

Briony closed her eyes for a moment, trying to steady herself.

The last time she’d been at Southcreek Manor, things had ended badly.

Right in front of Stewart, she’d told Irwin she would never come back.

Of course Stewart remembered. He was the type to keep a grudge.

Now he was forcing her to swallow every word she’d ever said—to take it all back, one painful syllable at a time.

That was Stewart’s real game.

“Bryn, are you… going?”

“I am.” A hint of resolve flickered in Briony’s eyes. “I’ve played the fool for five years already. One more time won’t make a difference.”

Stella looked at her, equal parts worried and helpless. “I’m coming with you. He only said you had to go—he didn’t say you had to go alone!”

“Alright.”

They settled the bill and left their private dining room.

At that very moment, the door of the next room swung open.

Out bounced a small figure—Irwin, hopping and skipping into the hallway.

Briony and Stella froze in surprise.

Running into Irwin here was the last thing either of them expected.