Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 81

"Bryn!"

A white Porsche Cayenne screeched to a halt at the side of the road. The

passenger door flew open and Stella jumped out, racing toward the white BMW parked just ahead.

She yanked at the door handle, but it was still locked. Desperate, she pounded on the window, shouting at the top of her lungs. Inside, Briony sat motionless,

showing no sign of hearing her.

"Bryn! Bryn, wake up! Please!"

Stella's eyes filled with tears when she caught sight of the blood on Briony's clothes. Panic rose in her chest, her voice breaking as she called out again.

Cedric Clarke hurried over and tried to calm her. "Stella, stand back. Let me handle this."

Wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand, Stella quickly stepped aside.

Cedric pulled a rescue tool from his bag and smashed the window. He reached in, unlocked the door, and swung it open.

He leaned in to check on Briony, assessing her injuries as quickly as he could.

Not far away, a black Maybach idled at the curb, hazard lights blinking. Behind the wheel, Stewart's sharp features remained inscrutable as he watched the scene unfold, his dark eyes fixed on them.

from the car. "Open the back

he

across the backseat. He closed the door and turned to Stella. “I'm taking her straight to the hospital. Can you drive my car

quickly. "Of

disappearing down the road. Stella scrambled into Cedric's car

was wheeled into the emergency

just as the

she?"

while we were on the way. He's waiting for her-don't worry, she's in good

months for an appointment. Yet Cedric had managed

Cedric, her voice trembling with emotion. "Thank

may not be sisters by blood, but

moved to Northborough in high school, and at first, I was the new kid everyone picked on. Most of my classmates just looked the other way, but Bryn-she always stood

out a small, watery laugh. "Don't let her size fool you-she's tougher than she looks! She'd get into fights for me, and she didn't care if she got hurt herself. I just don't understand why someone as good as

wavered, and tears threatened

He tried, in his own clumsy way, to offer comfort. "Hey,

a smile. Right-she shouldn't be falling apart, not now, not so close to the

deep breath, wiped her cheeks, and forced herself to rally. "I'll stay with Bryn.

screen, then answered. After a brief, urgent conversation about a patient, he hung up and hurried

the doors to the ER swung open and Director Faust stepped out. "Director Faust! Is my

lost a fair bit of blood. She'll need to stay for observation to rule out a

over Stella. "Does she have