Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 99

Chapter 100

Briony gave him a deep, respectful bow. "Dr. Clarke, thank you so much for coming."

Cedric Clarke scratched the back of his head, looking distinctly uncomfortable. "Actually, I just ran into Stewart and the others in the parking lot."

At his words, Briony's brow furrowed.

"The others?" Stella had a bad feeling. "Who's with Stewart?"

Before Cedric could answer, a commotion sounded at the door.

Stewart walked in with Rosita at his side, and Irwin trailing after them-his forehead still bandaged.

"Oh, you have got to be kidding me." Stella rolled up her sleeves, eyes narrowing. "If I don't lose my temper over this, then—"

Stella's mother, Scarlett Joyner, swooped in just in time, grabbing her arm and hissing, "What do you think you're doing? This is a funeral. Get a hold of yourself."

Stella gritted her teeth, barely keeping her anger in check. "They're obviously here to cause trouble!"

"The dead deserve respect," Scarlett warned. "Let's just see what they're up to. Don't do anything rash."

choice, Stella forced herself to swallow her outrage,

front, accepting a candle from

herself squarely in

Rosita both stopped, caught off

Briony spat, her glare filled with utter contempt, as

say something, but Cedric Clarke quickly pulled

voice. "Are you insane? It's bad enough you

muttered. "Briony's got issues

seconds before finding his voice. "Unbelievable... Stewart, it's no wonder

up the sarcasm

internally, realizing Stewart had completely missed the point. He

by herself, her eyes

it's hard to accept, but Stewart and I are truly here to honor Ms. Hudson's

right in front of Rosita. "Rosita, do you dare look my mother in the eye and swear you didn't hurt her?

her brow

"Ms. Kensington, please calm down. If Ms. Hudson were

me a

Rosita froze.

every nuance of

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