Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 190

Briony remained silent throughout the entire ordeal.

She moved like an emotionless automaton, trailing after Stewart and Irwin as they stopped at tourist hotspots along the beach and outside the church, dutifully posing for every photo.

Off to the side, Stella and Cedric Clarke watched the picture-perfect "family of three." Stella's face was flush with anger, while Cedric stood awkwardly, unsure what to do.

By the time the clock neared eleven, the photoshoot was finally over.

The sun in Accra was at its fiercest, beating down from above. Briony's normally pale cheeks were flushed pink from the relentless heat.

She wiped the sweat from her brow, glancing around for Stella, when suddenly a bottle of water appeared in front of her.

Stewart offered it to her. "Here, have some water."

Briony barely spared him a glance. She didn't take the bottle, her voice cool and

detached as she asked, "The pictures are done. Can I leave now?"

"There's still one last thing," Stewart replied quietly. "Inside the church. Everything's set."

Briony let out a cold laugh. "The divorce ceremony, right?"

hesitated but then arched an eyebrow.

Briony said, her tone icy. "Even if it were real, why would you go through with

gaze darkened. "After today, it

She turned away.

her dress, Briony swept past

over to help with her dress, whispering, "He's really going through with

of the car.

"Of course!"

Inside the church.

red carpet stretched to the altar, and a string

pure legend. Over the past couple of years, a trending song called "Divorce

had begun to offer bespoke "divorce

no expense to hire one of these companies for today's

result was a

at the altar in a crisp white

company staff, Cedric Clarke, and Irwin were

the altar, glancing first at Stewart, then at the sparse crowd, a complicated expression on

that he'd been asked to preside over

entire beachfront and church for the day