Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 91

Chapter 92

Stewart strode straight over, blocking Briony's path.

She stopped and slowly lifted her gaze to meet his. Her eyes were empty, drained of any trace of emotion.

He looked at her, a strange, sharp ache twisting in his chest. "I'll get a search team organized-"

Crack!

A sharp slap cut him off mid-sentence.

Stewart's head snapped to the side. For a stunned moment, he just stood there, brows pinched in confusion before he finally turned to look at Briony.

Her hand—still trembling from the blow-fell limply to her side. She tried to clench her fist, but her fingers shook uncontrollably. She'd put everything she had into that slap, and now she had nothing left.

But she refused to let Stewart see her weakness. She glared at him coldly. "Get out of my way."

Stewart's expression darkened.

Cedric Clarke hurried over, grabbing Stewart by the arm and pulling him aside. "Let it go, man. She's not herself right now-you're only making things worse."

lips into a thin line, his dark eyes

being in control. For the first time, he found himself

he met the burning resentment in Briony's eyes,

her car, her

fighting through the pain that gripped his chest. Almost without

froze, but

go,” she said. Her voice was hoarse and lifeless, carried away by

stared at the way she hung

you want to apologize, just

to Briony's side, shooting Stewart a furious glare. "Are you

a long moment, no sound came. Finally, he managed just two words, low and solemn:

right now, those words felt

Stella fell

She couldn't bear to look at

won't say it again. Let

jaw clenched, but

lost his mind-still desperate, in this moment, for Briony to turn and look

at him

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