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

secret marriage to Briony from me! The last time at the hotel, I

He pulled out his phone and dialed. "I need a search and rescue team. Money's not a problem-just send

riverbank, sometimes at the police station-hoping for

job at the hospital, staying with Briony day and night. On New Year's Eve, the officer assigned to the case finally approached Briony and told her the search was over. He

word. Once outside the station, she told Stella she wanted to stop by the

had locked all her emotions deep inside. It was unsettling-far more so than if

herself off, moving

her basket with

trailed after her, eyes stinging with unshed

Briony headed straight for

herself, Stella stayed close, helping where she

flickered on, Briony finally finished, setting out a full table of

places, then called Stella to join

meal-everything looked

her,