Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 116

Stella quietly stepped back, moved to the side, and pulled out her phone. Keeping her expression carefully neutral, she opened WhatsApp and began typing a

discreet message...

"You think just saying that is enough to make me believe you?" Stewart stared at Briony, his breathing growing heavier and more erratic. "Briony, you wouldn't— how could you dare-" He broke off abruptly, wracked by a fit of harsh coughing. The next moment, bright red blood spattered from his lips.

"Stewart!"

Cedric Clarke cried out, just barely managing to catch Stewart's tall frame as he staggered and collapsed in shock.

"Where's the gurney? Hurry-get him to the ER!"

The room erupted into chaos as Stewart was rushed to the emergency room.

The window of time while Stewart was being treated gave Briony the perfect opportunity.

Stella had already messaged Dr. Grant, the hospital's director, asking her to help alter Briony's medical records.

rang. It was Dr. Grant

in surprise.

"I checked with IT. Apparently, there was a glitch during some

then let out a soft laugh. "Well, that's convenient. At

hanging up, Stella quickly relayed

"We can't leave the records completely blank. Stewart would never

blinked. "Want me

sly smile. "There's another surgery

"What kind?" Stella asked.

then beckoned Stella over with a crook of her finger. "Come

whispered a

wide with surprise. After a long moment, she grinned and gave

women whispering conspiratorially right in

that's not fair! What are you talking about that I can't hear? Have you

James on the arm—he was a good head taller than her. "Be good, little brother. We're

James: "...?"

rib, a head wound, and a mild concussion. After surgery, he was transferred to a private VIP