NovelGoldChapter 384 "Don't talk nonsense. If you want a divorce, there's no way Stewart would refuse -he doesn't even love you..." "That's right, he doesn't love me. But he thinks I'm just perfect to play nanny and stepmom to Irwin, doesn't he?" Briony's voice turned icy. "Even after Irwin's own mother, Rosita, was the reason my son died, Stewart didn't bat an eye. He still expectsto go back and care for Irwin, as if nothing happened! Fiona, you could have had another grandchild, but Rosita took that away from you!" "That's impossible!" Fiona shot back, furious. "Rosita toldherself—it was your own fault! You ignored the doctor's advice and insisted on working. That's why my grandson was born early and didn't survive!" "Oh?" Briony arched an eyebrow. "Rosita told you that herself?" "She did!" Fiona's voice rose to a shout. "If she didn't call me, I never would have known just how malicious you are! You lost your own son, and now you want to get rid of Irwin too!" "Listen to me, Briony. As long as I'm alive, you'll never lay a finger on Irwin!" "Then why don't you go hand tell your son to hurry up and divorce me? Because I can't stand being Mrs. Wentworth for even another second." "You'd better remember what you just said!" Fiona glared at Briony, practically grinding her teeth.
"Lettell you something-the Wentworth family doesn't need someone like you, bringing nothing but bad luck. I saw right through you from the start. You never truly cared about Irwin. Now that you have a daughter, your true colors are showing!" "A stepmother is always a stepmother. I should have known what you were up to! Just wait-I'll make sure Stewart divorces you! A spiteful woman like you doesn't deserve a place in this family. I'll see to it that you and your brat are out of the Wentworths for good!" "Fine," Briony replied coolly. "I'll be waiting for your good news, Fiona." Briony's calm, almost indifferent attitude only made Fiona angrier. It was like throwing punches into a pillow-no reaction at all.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFiona glared at Briony, muttered a few more curses under her breath, and finally stormed out.
As soon as she was gone, Briony took her phone from her bag, pressed pause on the recording app, and hit save. She put the phone back in her purse, turned to Hannah, and said, "Hannah, call the police." When the officers arrived and checked the security cameras, they explained that these kinds of disputes were usually resolved.
nov privately. But since Fiona was Mrs. Wentworth and refused to cooperate, the police had to send someone to fetch her in person.
Briony knew Fiona would never show up. All she really wanted was an official record of her report.
Once she finished giving her statement at the station, Briony headed straight to the hospital.
When Cedric Clarke heard Briony was at the hospital, he rushed out of his department and hurried to the ENT Clinic, fearing something serious had happened.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFiona's slap had been vicious-Briony's eardrum on one side was ruptured.
The doctor explained that this kind of injury was almost always caused by a sudden blow. Briony might experience ringing in her ear andet shearing loss for a while, but most cases like this slowly get better within 48 hours.
Thankfully, the rupture was small; as long as it didn't get infected, it would likely heal on its own in about a month. Cedric looked over the medical report, his face tense. "At most, this would count as minor physical harm." "Minor, but enough," Briony said quietly. "I'm pressing charges against Fiona." Cedric stared at her in disbelief. "You're serious about this?" Briony nodded. "I'm not letting her get away with this slap."
Cedric shook his head, unable to understand. "You realize, with m Stewart involved, this lawsuit won't really change anything."
"Oh, it will," Briony said, a cold smile on her lips. "It's one more piece of ne more piece of evidence that my marriage to Stewart is beyond repair. That's worth it."
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