Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 202

Chapter 203

Outside the ER.

Stella Joyner got the emergency call and rushed from the obstetrics ward, not even bothering to take off her white coat.

Briony stood there like a statue, frozen in place, her clothes soaked in blood, her face streaked with tears. She looked utterly lost, like the life had drained out of her.

Stella called her name several times, but Briony didn't react. Her tear-filled eyes were glued to the tightly shut doors of the emergency room.

"Bryn!"

Stella gripped her shoulders, giving her a gentle shake.

Briony's lashes fluttered. Her gaze finally landed on Stella's face. "Star..."

"I'm here. Try not to worry. Mr. Delaney will be alright."

Briony shook her head. When she spoke, her voice trembled. "He lost so much blood. His whole back was soaked. I kept calling his name, but he... he didn't respond..."

“Don't be scared. He's going to pull through—he will, Bryn!"

Stella wrapped her arms around her, trying to comfort her. "Mr. Delaney's a fighter, and Dr. Clarke and the best surgeons are in there with him. He's young, strong- he works out, remember? He's got every chance to make it through this."

Briony was still in shock. Ever since James was rushed into surgery, she'd been strung tight as a wire.

Now, in Stella's embrace, the adrenaline faded, leaving her body shuddering uncontrollably.

She felt cold-so cold. Her lips were pale as she bit down hard, but in the end, she couldn't fight it anymore. Darkness closed in and she collapsed.

"Bryn!"

Stella caught her before she hit the floor and shouted for help. "Quick! Get a gurney-she needs the ER!"

...

outside City

there for over

Stewart

several times, but Stewart hadn't answered any of

again-she'd

mood had clearly

the umpteenth time, Carl glanced at Stewart through the

looked up,

caught. He quickly looked away,

deep voice filled the silence.

out his phone, found Briony's

rang, but no

tried twice more, with

Wentworth, Ms. Kensington isn't

cold, humorless chuckle, as if

playing hard to get, isn't she?" Stewart turned to

and out

twice himself

Carl couldn't reach

it be any

actually want

satisfied smirk played on Stewart's lips. "She can't let go of

was

mirror,

scratched his head in

yet he's in a

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