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Regretting the Wife He Threw Away novel Chapter 530

She said, “This is cold—too much isn’t good for you.”

At her words, both kids’ faces fell in disappointment.

Briony laughed and added, “But you can order one and share it.”

“Really?” Little Nina’s eyes widened in surprise. “Mom, Mario and I can really have a sundae?”

“Yes.” Briony reached out to smooth her daughter’s hair. “It’s fine to have a little treat every now and then.”

“You’re the best, Mom!” Little Nina clapped her hands and cheered.

Mario lit up too, grinning shyly, his eyes shining as he looked at Briony. “Thanks, Mom.”

Briony ruffled his hair as well. “Take another look—see if there’s anything else you want.”

“Okay!”

Mario and Nina eagerly resumed scouring the menu for more snacks.

Across the table, Stewart watched Briony, a slight furrow between his brows, lost in thought.

Their meal at KFC stretched on for nearly two hours.

Once they’d finished eating, Nina and Mario darted off to the play area, shrieking with delight.

Briony excused herself to the restroom. When she returned, the kids were still playing, their laughter echoing through the restaurant.

Stewart sat quietly, his eyes never straying from his children.

Briony glanced at her watch. It was getting late; she really needed to be heading home.

At that moment, Stewart looked up and met her gaze.

She walked over and said quietly, “It’s getting late.”

Stewart stood, searching her calm face, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he spoke. “I’m leaving the country next week. Would it be alright if the kids stayed with me a few more days?”

Briony had expected this.

It was rush hour, the roads packed with cars. The accident instantly caused a traffic jam.

Briony opened her door and stepped out to inspect the damage.

The car that had hit her was a Rolls-Royce.

The passenger door swung open, and a middle-aged chauffeur in white gloves stepped out, striding toward her.

“I’m so sorry, ma’am,” he said. “I got distracted and didn’t brake in time. Would you prefer to call the police, or settle this privately?”

Briony was about to respond when, suddenly, the rear door of the Rolls-Royce opened and Barrie emerged.

The instant Briony saw him, a wave of alarm shot through her.

At first, she’d assumed it was just a routine traffic accident.

Now, she wasn’t so sure.

With Barrie involved, this felt a lot less like an accident—and a lot more like a setup.

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