Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 216

Chapter 218

"Surely even someone as busy as you has time for a meal, right?" Garry stood up, smoothing the front of his suit jacket. "All I wanted was to invite you to dinner."

"I'm sorry, but I don't make a habit of dining with strangers." Briony could tell he wasn't here for anything important, and she had no interest in arguing. "You should go. I have work to do."

With that, she turned and walked out of the lounge.

Garry, however, didn't leave.

He sat back down on the sofa, picked up the magazine he'd been leafing through earlier, and idly flipped a page.

It was barely three o'clock.

Once Briony stepped into the restoration studio, she was fully absorbed in her work.

Outside, rain drizzled steadily against the windows.

Time always seemed to fly by when she was focused.

On rainy days, dusk came sooner than expected.

By five, the world beyond the windows was already shrouded in darkness.

The city's neon lights flickered on, painting streaks of color across the wet glass.

A knock sounded at the door-Hannah.

"Come in," Briony called, setting her tools aside and glancing toward the entrance.

Hannah slipped in, shutting the door behind her, her expression exasperated. "So, um, Mr. Ferguson still hasn't left."

Briony blinked in surprise.

She checked the clock.

Five o'clock.

Three hours...

He really has nothing better to do, does he?

and rubbed her brow. "If your shift is over, don't worry about him. Just head

Hannah grinned in relief.

It's wet out there,"

will! You

Briony just nodded.

and the rest of the

go out and face Garry, so she decided to put in a

was deliberately

of course,

the lounge and

He knocked.

it, but purposely ignored him, turning up the gentle background

up on the message. The corners of his

the music drifting

was obvious she was doing it on

of being annoyed, he

...

straight

She glanced outside.

the frosted glass doors, she could see

safety goggles, tidied up her bench, slipped out of her work coat, and headed for

studio

pup, curled up in its bed, perked up as

coat, grabbed her

her. She crouched to give him a fond pat. "I'm

softly, reluctant but obedient,

locked the main doors and turned-only to jump when she saw Garry waiting in the

reaction, the cigar between his lips curling up in a grin.

frosted over. "Mr. Ferguson, this really

out his cigar and tossed it in

it's pretty fun. I have a thing for chasing after cool,

didn't dignify that

the elevator and pressed

open, Briony stepped

ignored him, pressed the button for the parking level, and

in the elevator, she

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