Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 80

"Mack, you should try doing more good in this world. People who walk a dark path tend to meet ghosts in the night."

With those words, Briony cast a cold, contemptuous glance at Madeline, who was sitting on the steps. Then she turned and strode out of the house.

"Briony! I'll kill you!"

Mack snarled, teeth clenched in fury. He grabbed a heavy flowerpot from a nearby table and charged at her, raising it high, ready to bring it crashing down on her head-

"Mack!!"

Madeline shrieked, her eyes wide in panic. "What are you all just standing there for? Stop him-now!"

The house staff rushed forward, grabbing Mack and pulling him back before he could strike.

The flowerpot slipped from Mack's grasp and smashed to pieces on the floor, shards and dirt scattering everywhere.

Briony paused and glanced back at the mess. She lifted her gaze, her eyes full of disgust as she stared at Mack, his face red with rage and violence.

A cold, mocking smile curved her lips. "You really are just like Malcolm."

Mack froze.

or I'll take my medical report and this recording straight to the police and

scratches and some lousy recording-you really think the Kensington family can't make this disappear?" "You're right, that evidence alone might not be enough to put you away. But imagine the headlines: 'CEO of the Kensington Group Accused of Attempted Murder.' With the company's

Mack fell silent, stunned.

hurling insults at Briony, but not a single one dared

they looked like nothing more than

face was uglier than

longer interested in their outbursts,

Kensington estate stood with

she'd been alone outnumbered, facing gloating enemies. But as she left, she carried herself

crawled down

herself and the Kensington mansion that Briony finally began to relax. Her body started to tremble, the shock

nearly as calm or confident as she'd appeared back

trickled from the cut on her forehead, and a

She needed a hospital.

black

traffic lights blurred in her vision at

awake, but

phone buzzed relentlessly in

foot on the brake and the BMW rolled