Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 114

Hearing that, the new mother finally let out a relieved sigh.

Briony lingered in the doorway, watching the woman in the hospital bed. The lifelessness in her own eyes gradually faded.

She turned and walked into her own room.

James saw her pick up some clothes and head for the bathroom, baffled.

"Where are you going?"

Briony paused and glanced back at him, her expression calm and a faint smile on her lips. "I'm getting changed. I'm being discharged."

James blinked, his striking hazel eyes going wide. "Wait, you mean-?"

Briony's lips curved upward. Her voice was gentle but resolute. "I've decided not to go through with the procedure."

"You're... not?" James was surprised, but a smile broke through as he realized the meaning. "Really, you're not?"

She nodded. "From the moment I found out about them, I kept trying to let them go. Including today, that's three times now I tried and failed. People keep saying earthquakes are rare in a city like Northborough. Maybe it's a sign—even fate wants these babies to stay. Maybe they just really want me as their mom."

Some things in life just can't be explained by science.

but right now, one thing was certain: these two children would become Briony's anchor. Maybe they would heal the loneliness that

would be brighter, more vivid-full of life

what life is

them," Briony said softly, resting her hands over her belly. "They're

Stewart ever found out, I'm afraid he'd try

raising an eyebrow. "Are you kidding? I'm their godfather! With me in their corner, that deadbeat dad won't get anywhere

first time in a long while, Briony felt at peace. She turned and disappeared into

time she came out, Stella had finished her rounds

had already filled Stella in on Briony's

was thrilled. She took Briony's hands in

Does that mean

thank you for everything.

obviously lifted, Stella

with a laugh. "Now,

to the pharmacy

the clinic, Briony and James walked

erupted from the emergency room behind them—a loud crash of medical equipment, followed by

of your damn mind?