Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 133

The crowd around them seemed to freeze in place.

Above their heads, paper lanterns drifted into the night sky while farther out, floating candles carried wishes downstream on the river.

A cool evening breeze brushed Briony's cheek, lifting a few strands of her hair.

Her eyelashes fluttered as she pulled her gaze away from the glowing lights and looked up at James. "Let's go."

James glanced down at her, his arm still protectively around her shoulders.

"You didn't get hurt back there, did you?"

"No," Briony replied quietly, eyes lowered. "Thank you."

James swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. "There are too many people here. I'll help you get out."

That brief scare had left her a little shaken. At a moment like this, Briony couldn't be bothered with propriety; she simply nodded. "Alright."

James guided her through the crowd, one arm shielding her shoulders, the other held out in front to clear a path.

Behind them, an intense, cold stare followed their every move, lingering until they finally broke free of the throng and reached the car.

The door closed, shutting out the noise-and that unsettling gaze.

Briony leaned back in her seat, eyes closed, looking exhausted.

James glanced at her, lips pressing into a thin line. After a moment, he turned and looked toward the back seat. “Where do you live, Hannah? I'll take you home first."

Mr. Delaney!" Hannah beamed and

James turned

asleep, her eyes closed the entire

foot off the

Bzzz-

came from inside Briony's

her bag, and pulled out her

was Carney, calling to say a high-profile client had just reclaimed a significant artifact from overseas.

the job justice, and asked if

hanging up, she relayed the

you up tomorrow morning?"

But you'll need to drop me at my studio first-I

"Alright."

later, the Range Rover pulled up in front of

get out, but Briony waved him off. "No

...

opened on her floor, Briony stepped

taken two steps before

studio door. Briony's brow furrowed. "What

held up a lantern. "Irwin bought this

at the lantern. "Then let it stay forgotten.

his dark eyes fixed on her.

deepened. She could tell Stewart was in a bad mood.

the look he'd given her... anyone