Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 82

Stewart ignored his question and asked instead, "You just got back from the ER?"

"Yeah!" Cedric Clarke strode over and dropped onto the sofa across from Stewart. His tall frame slouched against the cushions, exhaustion written all over him. "I'm dead tired. It was a close call at death's door-if we'd been a minute later, we would've lost him for good!"

At that, Stewart's brow twitched. "That serious?"

"Of course. Internal bleeding. We managed to save him for now, but he'll have to stay in the ICU for a few more days..."

"Internal bleeding?" Stewart cut him off, his dark eyes locked onto Cedric. A storm seemed to gather behind his gaze.

Cedric, eyes shut and rubbing the stiffness from his neck, didn't notice Stewart's sudden change.

"Yeah, just yesterday he was fine, then today-boom, out of nowhere. Makes you realize how precious life really is. You never know what's coming first, an accident or tomorrow. Take my patient, for example-"

"Where is he?" Stewart demanded.

Cedric blinked, startled by the interruption and Stewart's grim expression. "Wait, what's with you?"

"Internal bleeding-who did this?" Stewart's voice was cold, edged with barely concealed rage.

"Did what?" Cedric straightened up, giving Stewart a look like he'd lost his mind. "Man, we're talking about an eighty-year-old. Who would lay a hand on him?"

froze. "An old man?" He frowned, his clenched fists loosening a little. "The

you so worked up about an old man? How about

nothing, but the look he shot Cedric was tinged

happen this morning? You missed my call-where the hell were you? Do you even know- Hey! I'm not finished-where are you going?

slammed shut with a

at the closed door, frowning

the hospital room,

soon as she saw

a

sure Briony had no signs of concussion, Stella finally

she spent the next ten

back like that again, I

about! Did you forget what they did to

I hadn't dragged Dr. Clarke over to find you today, you'd have died

stayed silent throughout

finally ran out of steam did she softly say, "I'm sorry. I

this!" Stella shot her a glare, but though she was angry,

thick bandage wrapped around Briony's forehead, Stella

to handle everything on your own. It's cruel, you know? Not just to yourself, but to me and Ms. Hudson. If something really happened to you

truly scared