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.

the whole 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 look. Stewart, you totally set me

phone and dialed. "I

waited-sometimes by the riverbank, sometimes

with Briony day and night. On New Year's Eve, the officer assigned to the case finally approached Briony and

word. Once outside the station, she

Julia's accident, Briony had locked all her emotions deep inside. It was unsettling-far more so than if

helpless. Briony had shut herself off, moving through the world like a numb, unfeeling

basket with

after her, eyes stinging with

home, Briony headed straight for the kitchen and began to

she might drift off or hurt herself, Stella

Briony finally finished,

called Stella to join her at

staring at the hearty, festive meal-everything looked delicious, but she

beside her,