Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 186

She reached up and brushed it aside with her fingertips. Amid the sound of crashing waves, she heard the man's low voice: "Everything will be delivered to your room tonight. You'll understand then."

At his words, Briony asked no further questions. She simply turned and walked straight toward the parked cars across the lot.

Stewart glanced back at her.

The woman's figure was slender, her long hair whipped into disarray by the sea breeze, the hem of her dress fluttering around her legs.

He turned away in silence.

Back at the hotel, Stewart took a call and then drove off again.

Cedric Clarke didn't go with him. Instead, he made his way to Stella and Briony's room and knocked on the door.

Stella answered. "Dr. Clarke, is something wrong?"

"How's Ms. Kensington feeling? Would you like me to take a look at her?"

Stella frowned. "You're a surgeon. Internal medicine isn't your specialty, is it?"

Cedric replied, "My grandfather practiced traditional medicine. I picked up a few things from him as a kid-I could check her pulse, if Ms. Kensington would like." Check her pulse? Absolutely not!

Stella cut him off coldly. "I know Bryn's condition best. There's no need to trouble you."

With that, she shut the door in his face.

Outside, Cedric stared at the closed door, brow slightly furrowed.

Was Stella... overreacting a little?

his chin,

barely three in the afternoon, but Briony was exhausted. She lay down and quickly drifted

she dreamed of rivers of blood pooling beneath her, jolting her awake in

dim except for the small nightlight beside

other bed playing games

forehead—her skin

on

room filled with a warm

as her phone buzzed on

message had come

and saw several wedding

Of Stewart and Rosita.

her screen, leaned over for a peek, and immediately recoiled. "Ugh, my eyes! What garbage! Delete that, will

Briony: "..."

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and deleted the

the background—then turned off comments so no one could call her out!" "And, of course, a bunch of clueless fans started

care much about Stewart

new pimple on Stella's forehead. "You've been worrying about me so much, you're

touched her forehead, then sighed. "I'm

a boyfriend. No wonder I'm

Briony: "..."

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you, you'll get

after watching

Knock, knock-

the

Stella got up