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.

take my medical report and this recording

of scratches and some lousy recording-you really think the Kensington family can't make this disappear?" "You're

Mack fell silent, stunned.

hurling insults at Briony, but not a single one dared to

looked like nothing

twisted face was uglier

their

stood with

facing gloating enemies. But as she left, she carried herself with quiet

BMW crawled down

and the Kensington mansion that Briony finally

or

on her forehead, and a wave of dizziness

She needed a hospital.

couldn't let herself black

lights blurred in her vision at the

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

phone buzzed relentlessly

pressed her foot on the brake and the BMW rolled to a