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?"

then arched an eyebrow. "So

icy. "Even if it were

gaze darkened. "After today, it won't

unimpressed. "You're unbelievable." She turned

hem of her dress, Briony swept

dress, whispering, "He's really going

glancing at the back seat of the

"Of course!"

Inside the church.

the altar, and a string quartet played softly as the staff and

so-called "divorce ceremony" wasn't pure legend. Over the past couple of years, a trending song called "Divorce in the Republic of Ghana" had made such ceremonies unexpectedly popular, and local

year, some companies had begun to offer bespoke "divorce ceremonies" as part of

expense to hire

result was a

at the altar in a crisp white

the wedding company staff, Cedric Clarke, and

Stewart, then

he'd been asked to preside over a

church for the day and