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?

rubbed his chin, lost

barely three in the afternoon, but Briony was

more, she dreamed of rivers of blood pooling beneath her, jolting her

was dim except for the

sprawled on the other bed playing games on her phone,

Briony wiped her forehead—her skin was slick

on the overhead

with a warm

up just as her phone

had come

opened it and saw several

Of Stewart and Rosita.

noticed Briony staring at her screen, leaned over for a peek, and immediately recoiled. "Ugh,

Briony: "..."

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the phone and deleted

her Facebook post, too-nine photos with some sickening caption about 'cherishing the quiet moments, waiting for the flowers to bloom.' And she made sure the hospital room was in the background—then turned off comments so no one could call her out!" "And, of course, a bunch of clueless fans started a thread about how Rosita must be in the hospital for prenatal care. Wishing her and Stewart a happy, healthy

much about Stewart and Rosita's

easy," she said, noticing a new pimple on Stella's forehead. "You've been worrying

Stella touched her forehead, then sighed. "I'm

a

Briony: "..."

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Mrs. Joyner hears you, you'll get

truth! Honestly, after watching everything you've been

Knock, knock-

knock at the

Stella got up to check the