Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 184

Stella took the handkerchief and dabbed at her tears, shooting Stewart a

withering glare. “All the technology in the world can't fill the hole Ms. Hudson left in Bryn's heart. I don't care how real this Christmas dinner looks-it's still just an illusion."

Cedric Clarke pressed his lips together and sighed. He knew Stella was right, but Stewart had done all he could. There was nothing else left.

The dead don't come back.

Cedric glanced over at Stewart.

Stewart had been silent ever since he entered, his dark eyes fixed on Briony inside the experience room. His jaw was set, face carved in sharp lines, every muscle tense.

No one could guess what he was thinking in that moment.

...

Inside the simulator, Briony took a bite of the fried potato cakes. The taste was achingly familiar, but before she could swallow, a wave of bitter sweetness rose in her throat. She managed to choke it down, but her composure crumbled in an instant.

Her mind screamed at her that none of this was real.

Her grandfather and her mother-they were gone.

"Bryn," her mother Julia said softly, "let's finish this Christmas dinner together. For us, this is closure."

a blur of tears. She blinked hard, clearing her vision for just a second before it clouded over again. Fat tears rolled down

are doing just fine. Please, sweetheart,

her head. "I'm not tormenting myself. I just—I just miss you both

stepped forward and hugged

that was the

everything began

grandfather's voice drifted

have finished our journey in this world, but your path still stretches ahead. Keep moving forward—we'll always be behind you, supporting you. Be brave, Bryn. In another life, we'll love you all over

Another life...

squeezed her eyes shut in

approached and gently removed her

he said softly, "Mr. Wentworth has arranged a special surprise for you. Please open your

breath and slowly opened

were two

She stared, stunned.

our latest models, created from photos and videos Mr. Wentworth provided," the staff member explained. "Our team worked around the clock for nearly a month to finish them. Ms. Kensington, if there's anything you'd like us to adjust, just let us know-we'll do

shakily and walked over to the

touched one of

felt soft-almost

technology-upgraded tactile sensors," the staff member continued. "At the moment, they only have the basic functions, and the Al core is still in development. Mr.

faces, something triggered inside