Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

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!"

...

AM, outside City

had been parked there

Stewart sat with a frosty

several times, but Stewart

Lockwood again-she'd

had clearly taken a

time, Carl glanced

looked up, meeting

caught. He quickly looked away,

beat later, Stewart's deep voice filled the

Carl pulled out his phone, found Briony's

rang and rang, but no

twice more, with the

Kensington isn't picking

cold, humorless chuckle, as

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

and out

tried calling Briony twice himself no answer either

Carl couldn't

be

actually

faint, almost satisfied smirk played on Stewart's lips. "She

tone was low,

in the mirror, he could swear

his

he's in a good