Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 77

Lunar Heights Estate.

Irwin was clamoring to build a snowman, and because Rosita was too frail to play outside with him, Stewart stepped in himself.

From the sunroom upstairs, Rosita watched her husband and son in the snowy yard below, their laughter drifting up to her. Her eyes were filled with tenderness and contentment.

Suddenly, a phone vibrated on the wooden tea table beside her.

It was Stewart's phone.

Rosita walked over and picked it up, pausing when she saw the caller ID: Cedric Clarke.

Her hand stilled for a moment as she recalled a video she'd just watched online. She glanced through the window at Stewart and Irwin, still playing in the snow.

After a breath, she set the phone back down, lifted her cup of herbal tea, and sipped slowly, savoring the warmth.

At the hospital, Cedric Clarke had already called five times, but no one answered. "This is odd. Why isn't Stewart picking up?" he muttered.

"Maybe he's ignoring you on purpose!" Stella was clearly agitated. "He probably guessed you were calling about Bryn and decided not to answer!"

"Stewart isn't like that," Cedric replied with conviction. "He's probably just busy—" "Oh, forget it! I must be out of my mind to think Stewart would help!" Stella sighed in frustration. "I'll just go to the Kensingtons myself!"

you sure you want to go alone?" Cedric caught her arm.

wanting to trouble him-but then she remembered the Kensingtons and their notorious arrogance. The Clarke family was influential in Northborough, and Cedric was close to Stewart. Having him

Dr. Clarke. I'd appreciate

say something else when a nurse rushed over, face

The patient in Room 28

Room 28!

eyes widened. "That's

her right

lost consciousness. Cedric rushed to lead the emergency

outside the ER, pacing back and forth, anxiety etched

stood nearby, looking just as

downstairs to grab a snack from the convenience store. By the time she returned, Julia was already

Julia, Gina knew she'd never

long half hour passed before

The door swung open.

hurried forward. "How is

already regained consciousness. There's no

Stella frowned. "She's barely left her room. What could have upset her

left her earlier, she seemed fine," Gina recalled. "She even asked me to bring her