Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 204

She couldn't bring herself to say the last few words.

"Mr. Delaney is going to pull through, you have to believe that," Stella said softly, squeezing her hand in reassurance. "And remember, you've got two little ones on the way. Try not to get yourself too worked up."

Briony lowered her gaze, resting her hand gently on her stomach.

“James took that bullet for me,” she whispered. "The gun was aimed straight at me."

"Did you see what the shooter looked like?" Stella asked.

Briony shook her head. "It all happened so fast, and he was wearing a cap and a mask. I couldn't make out anything about him."

"Dr. Clarke already called the police. According to the security footage, the guy was working for someone he was after you," Stella said, voice tense.

Briony's expression hardened. "Someone who can get their hands on a firearm in this country isn't just some average street criminal."

Stella lowered her voice. "Do you think it could be... the Kensington family?"

Briony shook her head. "I don't know. But honestly, with the way the Kensingtons are these days, I doubt they'd spend that kind of money just to get rid of me. If they really wanted me gone, they wouldn't have waited until now to make a move."

"Then could it be Rosita?" Stella ventured.

frowned, clearly troubled by the

door. Dr. Cedric Clarke stepped in, followed closely by two

here to ask Briony a few

detectives explained that, based on surveillance footage, the assailant had fled the country almost immediately after the incident. This was a planned attack—no question about it—and the shooter had shown serious skill at evading police. It was almost certainly the work

was no ordinary case. The police had already set up a

left, Dr. Clarke looked at Briony with obvious concern. "Ms. Kensington, how are you

exchanged a glance with Stella,

Stella said, practically ushering Dr. Clarke out the door. "You've

himself outside, the door shutting with a definitive thud

Briony's bedside and lowered her voice. "Good thing I was with you when you passed out—I kept an eye on everything, wouldn't let the nurses interfere.

nodded, her face

"Star, I want to go to Brightspring

for a second, then realized

to go to the chapel there

you want me to come

and keep an eye on things. I'll

sense-James was still in the ICU, and with his family out of town,

to have someone familiar

promise me you won't drive. Call

"I will."