Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 93

Briony turned away from Stewart, no longer meeting his eyes, and staggered forward, barely holding herself together.

"Bryn!"

Stella hurried after her, catching up to help her into the car.

Stewart's lashes trembled. He'd just started to move when Cedric Clarke, unable

to watch any longer, stepped in to block his way.

"Stewart, let it go. She needs someone else right now, and that's not you."

Stewart's expression darkened at those words.

Cedric, frustrated, shook his head. "Honestly, you're hopeless. You just stand there trying to make your presence known, and it's infuriating!"

Stewart shot him a glare, his face like a thundercloud, but said nothing.

situation growing more absurd by

Briony from me! The last time at the hotel, I said all those things... No wonder Dr. Joyner was giving me that

and dialed. "I need

riverbank,

Eve, the officer assigned to the case finally approached Briony and

outside the station, she told Stella she wanted to stop by the grocery

knew something was wrong. Ever since Julia's accident, Briony had locked all her emotions deep inside. It was unsettling-far more so than if she'd broken

shut herself off, moving through the world

her basket with all the foods Julia had

after her, eyes stinging

for

might drift off or hurt herself, Stella stayed close, helping where she

lights flickered on, Briony finally

set three places, then called Stella to join her

the hearty, festive meal-everything looked delicious, but

her, then ladled soup into another bowl and placed it