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.

come sign the donation agreement, or I'll take

me? Let me tell you something go ahead, call the cops! I'm not scared of you! A couple of 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

Mack fell silent, stunned.

livid, hurling insults at Briony, but not a single

like nothing more than pathetic

was uglier than

no longer interested in their outbursts, and

massive Kensington estate stood with its doors thrown

But as she left, she

white BMW crawled down the

Briony finally began to relax. Her body started to tremble, the shock

wasn't nearly as calm or confident

forehead, and a wave

She needed a hospital.

herself black

blurred in her vision at

shook her head, fighting to stay awake, but her eyelids grew heavier by

relentlessly

the BMW rolled to a stop at