NovelGoldChapter 349 Pfft- The drink Cedric Clarke had just taken a sip of sprayed out in a fine mist.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe coughed, spluttering. "Cough-cough—" Stewart shot him a disapproving look, eyebrows drawn tight.
Wiping his mouth with a napkin, Cedric tried to catch his breath. "Jeez, I nearly choked! If you're jealous of how great my life is right now, just say so!" "I'm being serious," Stewart replied, his expression grave. "Briony's back, but she's still upset. She's obviously going out of her way to avoid me." Cedric, finally composed, studied Stewart for a moment before sighing.
"Hold on-I'm not sure I get what you're saying," Cedric said, frowning. "Last time, you toldyou didn't love Briony. If all you wanted was a respectable Mrs. Wentworth, why do you care if she avoids you? She's home, your kids have their mother, the family's picture-perfect. What more do you want?" "I might not love her," Stewart admitted, pouring himself another drink, "but I'm determined to be a good husband. Those five years we kept our marriage under wraps, things were harmonious for the three of us. Now with little Nina here, divorce feels even less like an option." He took a long swig, nearly emptying his glass, then went on, "But I can tell she doesn't want to go back to how things were." "What do you mean, go back?" Cedric shot him a sharp look. "You mean, she spends her days looking after your kids and her nights warming your bed?" "Stewart, if that's all you think marriage is, you're a real piece of work." Stewart's grip tightened around his glass. "Isn't that how most marriages are?" "No, absolutely not! That's a terrible way to look at it." Stewart's gaze darkened. "That's how my parents' marriage was." Cedric stared at him, face suddenly serious. "You can't use your parents' marriage as the blueprint for your own." Stewart pressed his lips together, silent.
Cedric thought for a moment, then said, "I get it. You're still caught up in the shadow of your parents' relationship." Stewart looked up, searching his friend's face. "What are you trying to say?" "A real marriage is built on mutual love-nothing less." "But we started out with a contract." Cedric paused, brow furrowing as he considered this. "Sure, if you want to look at it that way. But by that logic, if she doesn't want to keep playing along, she's not wrong, is she?" Stewart was quiet, mulling it over. "If there were no kids involved, I'd have no reason not to let her go." Cedric gaped at him. "Stewart, are you even human?" Stewart blinked, confused by the outburst.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Did it ever cross your mind to ask why Briony put up with five years of being your hidden wife?" "She agreed to it," Stewart answered after a pause. "We both did. That was the arrangement." Cedric threw up his hands, exasperated. "You really are heartless sometimes!"
"If she only married you for mutual benefit, why did she pour her heart into caring for you and win? Think about it. Over those five years, has she ever treated you like you were just a business partner? Do you really believe everything she did was just because of your agreement?" Stewart fell silent, visibly shaken.
"Stewart, Briony is nothing like your mother," Cedric said, his tone firm. "She didn't marry you just for the perks."
Stewart rubbed his aching temples, suddenly looking lost-a rare sight for someone usually so put together and NO quick-thinking. Maybe it was the whiskey, or maybe it was something finally getting through to him. The the solo tore sight for content is on novelenglish.net! Cedric watched him, feeling a mix of sympathy and frustration.
Family shapes us in ways we don't even realize, he thought. Especially for someone like Stewart, who had to upton like grow up too fast and shoulder the weight of a family legacy before he was even ready.
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