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."

no choice, Stella forced herself to swallow her outrage, at

Rosita and Irwin to the front, accepting a candle from one of the funeral staff, preparing to pay

herself

and Rosita both

right to mourn my mother," Briony spat, her glare

frowned, about to say something, but

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

Stewart muttered.

in disbelief, gaping for a full three seconds before finding his voice. "Unbelievable... Stewart, it's no wonder

sarcasm

could only sigh internally, realizing Stewart had completely missed the point. He mentally lit a candle for Stewart's

her eyes red and brimming with tears,

it's hard to accept, but

front of Rosita. "Rosita, do you dare look my mother

gaze flickered to Julia's image, her brow creasing. She quickly looked

innocence. "Ms. Kensington, please calm down. If

me a voice

Rosita froze.

every nuance of

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