Chapter 31
Chapter 31
Briony smiled warmly. “Good boy, Irwin. You’re the most thoughtful one.”
Irwin grinned, satisfied. “Mom, you’re the best mom in the whole world. I love you!”
A gentle warmth filled Briony’s heart as she reached out to ruffle Irwin’s hair.
Standing nearby, Stewart watched their exchange in silence. His expression stayed as calm and unreadable as ever, those dark eyes giving nothing away.
Once Irwin was asleep, Briony glanced at the clock. It was already 11:30.
City Hall would be closed by now.
She sighed, then turned to Stewart. “I’m heading out. Tomorrow afternoon, bring the marriage certificate and the agreement. Be at City Hall by two, sharp.”
Stewart met her gaze, his voice low and even. “I can’t make it tomorrow afternoon.”
Briony’s patience snapped. Her face turned cold. “What is it this time?”
“There are still a few unreasonable terms in the
eth
agreement that need to be fixed.”
“Impossible!” Briony clenched her teeth. “You wrote that agreement yourself. How could anything be wrong with it?”
“I didn’t draft it personally,” Stewart replied.
Briony froze. “You didn’t?”
“I was busy at the time,” Stewart explained, pausing briefly. “I had one of the junior associates at the firm draw it up.”
He went on, “Your studio was founded after
Our
legally counts as a post–marriage vent We need to clarify the division of assets in that area, to avoid any
marriage. Even though you set it up with your own loan, it still
future disputes.”
Briony suddenly realized she’d overlooked that detail.
She’d been in such a rush to get the divorce over with that she never bothered to have a lawyer review the agreement. The studio was her own creation–she couldn’t afford to be careless now.
She looked at Stewart. “How long will the revisions take?”
“I’ll set aside time in the next couple of days to handle it,” he promised.
“I’m leaving on a business trip tomorrow,” she reminded him coolly.
He gave a faint, indifferent smile. “It’ll be ready before you get back.”
Briony was silent for a moment. Fine. Ten days, then. By the time she finished her postpartum recovery, she could get the divorce finalized and finally put it all behind her.
She pushed down her frustration, grabbed her purse, and left–never once glancing back at Stewart.
Half an hour later, Rosita arrived.
Irwin had just woken up from his nap. He’d been a bit down after Briony left, but as soon as Rosita walked in, he brightened right up.
Stewart handed Irwin over to Rosita, then headed off to his office.
Chapter 31
The housekeeper washed the fruit Rosita had brought and arranged it neatly on the table.
Rosita sat on the bed, plucked a green grape from the bunch, and handed it to Irwin.
He took a big bite, chewing happily. “It’s so sweet! You’re the best, Mom! Mom Bryn didn’t bring me anything. this morning. And when I tried to feed her fish, she spat it out!”
Rosita paused. “She spat it out?”
Irwin nodded. “Yep! She said she ate something bad and her stomach hurt. And she’s going away for ten days! Mom, I don’t think she loves me as much as she used to.”
Rosita stroked his hair gently. “No matter what anyone else does, I’ll always love you.”
Irwin beamed and threw his arms around her. “I know! Dad told me, the one person who’ll always love me most in this world is you, Mom!”
Rosita smiled, hugging him tight. “Your father and I both love you, sweetheart–always.”
After leaving the hospital, Briony drove toward home. She stopped at a red light downtown, waiting for the signal to change.
Suddenly, a black Maybach slammed into the back of her BMW.
Thankfully, she was wearing her seat belt and wasn’t hurt.
Once she’d caught her breath, Briony unclipped the belt and got out to assess the damage.
The rear end of her BMW was crushed, and the Maybach’s front was a mess too.
The driver’s door of the Maybach swung open. To Briony’s disbelief, out stepped Mack–her brother, whom she’d seen just yesterday.
“Well, if it isn’t my cold–hearted, scheming big sister!” Mack strolled over, malice glinting in his eyes. “I just got this car last month, sis. Looks like you’ll be paying up.”
Briony shot him a frosty look. She knew Mack had crashed into her on purpose.
Not wasting a word, she pulled out her phone and dialed the police.
