Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 2

Briony slid into the driver’s seat, slipped the pregnancy test into her purse, and was just about to start the car when her assistant, Hannah Lane, called.

“Briony, I just got off the phone with the client. They want us to deliver the Veiled Elegance artifact by tomorrow.”-

Briony frowned. “I thought we agreed on a week for delivery?”

“Something must’ve come up on their end. The project manager said as long as we make the deadline, payment isn’t an issue.”

Briony considered for a moment. “Tell them we’ll deliver the day after tomorrow—at a fifty percent markup.”

“But the manager sounded pretty adamant—”

“That’s my absolute limit,” Briony said firmly. “If they can’t accept that, I’ll refund the deposit.”

“Understood. I’ll get back to them right away.”

As soon as the call ended, Briony was about to put her phone away when her thumb accidentally tapped a trending news alert.

Stewart was trending.

More specifically, Stewart and the famous actress Rosita Lockwood were trending together.

#Oscar-winner Rosita Lockwood Spotted With Billionaire Boyfriend—Romantic Week in Paris Ends With Late-Night Return!#

The photo didn’t show Stewart’s face, but even from the side, Briony recognized him instantly.

She stared at the image, unable to look away.

After a long, silent moment, her lashes fluttered. She swiped out of the news feed and opened Rosita’s Instagram.

Just as she’d expected, at five in the morning, Rosita had posted a sunrise photo.

The caption read: *“Searching and searching, I ended up right back where I started. Thankfully, you’re still here.”*

Staring at the picture, Briony could almost see Stewart and Rosita wrapped in each other’s arms, watching the dawn together.

So that was why he’d rushed off last night—to catch the sunrise with the woman he truly loved.

A bitter smile tugged at Briony’s lips.

She mocked herself for being pathetic.

She knew she held no place in his heart, and still, she couldn’t help checking up on him—like a petty thief hiding in the shadows, spying on the man she loved and the woman he adored.

She couldn’t control her feelings. Like a moth to a flame, she only had herself to blame.

At least Rosita was back in town now.

Soon enough, Briony thought, Stewart would ask for a divorce.

Maybe that was for the best.