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Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 686
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Chapter 686 Stewart stood in the doorway, one hand gripping the handle. "Can I cin?" Ever since Briony had recovered and chfrom the hospital, Stewart hadn't entered her bedroom uninvited.

Briony pressed her lips together, her mind drifting to the fact that Stewart was about to marry Xenia Cooper.

"I'll step out," she said quietly.

Stewart froze for a second, caught off guard. But, ever the gentleman, he stepped aside and let her pass.

Once the door clicked shut behind him, Briony pulled back the covers and got out of bed. She slipped her arms into a cardigan hanging on the rack before heading out.

When Briony opened the door and emerged, Stewart was still waiting in the hallway. There was a restless urgency in his eyes.

She could guess what he wanted to talk about. "Let's go to my studio," she suggested.

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With the kids at home, Briony didn't want them overhearing any talk about their father's upcoming remarriage.

Inside the studio, Stewart shut the door behind them. Briony crossed to the sofa and sat down, gesturing for him to do the same.

He took the seat across from her. For a moment, the silence between them was thick and heavy.

Stewart's Adam's apple bobbed as he struggled to find the right words. Briony waited, patient but expectant.

He looked unsettled, almost agitated.

"Stewart, just say what you need to say," she prompted gently.

He exhaled a shaky sigh, then asked, "You saw what happened at the airport, didn't you?" Briony nodded, her expression unreadable. "I did." Stewart seemed to stop breathing for a second.

"Ms. Cooper seems like a wonderful person," Briony said evenly.

"Congratulations, Stewart." His fists clenched. Seeing Briony so calm, so detached, made it hard for him to breathe. There was a dull ache in his chest.

He'd known for a while that Briony was over him, but hearing her blessing—it felt cruel.

"Don't say that..." He looked at her, pain flickering in his eyes. "Bryn, please. Don't wishwell. Not like that..." Those words, coming from her, were torture.

Briony blinked in surprise. What was Stewart trying to say? He was about to marry Xenia Cooper-why react like this in front of her? The air between them grew tense and stifling.

Just then, Briony's phone rang on the table. It was Maynard.

"I need to take this," she said, answering the call. "Mr. Maynard?" "I've got two new film offers for you—both excellent, but you'll have to pick one.

Do you have stnow? I can bring the scripts over." "Sure, con by." After she hung up, Briony set her phone down and looked at Stewart.

"Mr. Maynard will be here soon to discuss work. Stewart, about your upcoming marriage-you don't need to worry about my feelings. As the mother of our children, all I ask is that you talk to them and help them understand what's going on." Stewart studied her face.

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She was so composed, as if his remarriage meant nothing to her. She didn't care.

She didn't care that he was marrying someone else.

It made him feel ridiculous for rushing over to explain himself, like a fool chasing after something long gone.

Of course he was a fool-he was the only one who hadn't let go.

Stewart lowered his gaze, hiding the pain in his eyes. "Don't worry, even if Xenia and I remarry, I'll never ask the kids to call her their stepmother. She won't be involved in their lives." Briony thought to herself that a woman as accomplished as Xenia Cooper would hardly want to play stepmom anyway.

The custody of the children was with her, so, legally, Stewart's remarriage

wouldn't really affect them. As for the om the spent with them, that was up e spent w to Stewart to manage.

"Stewart, you don't have to worry aboutkeeping the kids from you because of your marriage. After everything we've been through, I know you genuinely love them. You don't need to rush over here to reassureI've always said you're a good father."

"Thank you, Bryn. Thank you for understanding." Stewart looked up at her, his eyes searching. "But I didn't cback just for the kids."

He hesitated, and then, unable to "If hold it in any longer, asked quietly, "If I told you that my marriage to Xenia Cooper was just a business arrangement, would you believe me?"