Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 341

"Cheating, Briony? Is that what you think?"

Briony let out a cold laugh. "Stewart, maybe you just can't see decency in anyone because you've never had any yourself."

"Oh, so I'm wrong, am I?"

Stewart closed the distance between them, step by step.

With the bathroom behind her, Briony retreated, lowering her voice in warning. "Don't come any closer."

"What's wrong?" Stewart's expression darkened. "You can get so cozy with Ferdinand and James, but when it comes to me, you act like I'm poison?"

Briony glared, brows tightly knit, wary of waking their daughter. Her voice was a furious whisper. "You're unhinged. I can't talk sense to you. Get out!"

But Stewart wasn't backing down.

He grabbed her wrist in his large hand, dragging her into the bathroom.

"Stewart—!"

Her protest was muffled as the bathroom door slammed shut.

Stewart pinned her against the tiled wall.

He gripped her chin, forcing her to meet his eyes.

"Briony, you're still Mrs. Wentworth. You'd do well to remember that."

Pain shot up her jaw. Briony shoved at his chest, finally losing her patience. "Let go of me, Stewart!"

"Oh?" Stewart leaned in so close their noses nearly touched, his voice icy. "Already saving yourself for other men, and we're not even divorced yet?"

"Back off!" Briony shot him a furious glare.

"We're married," Stewart pressed, their faces so close their breath mingled. "Legally, I could do anything I want with you right now—"

Smack!

The slap echoed in the small bathroom.

Stewart froze in shock.

"Don't touch me!" Briony shoved him away, breath trembling. "Our deal ended a long time ago. If you'd just let go, I wouldn't have stayed Mrs. Wentworth for another day!"