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?

brow. "If your shift is over, don't worry about

relief.

wet out there," Briony reminded

You too,

Briony just nodded.

rest of the staff

Garry, so she

deliberately avoiding

of course, knew

half past five, he finally emerged from the lounge and made his

He knocked.

purposely ignored him, turning up the gentle background music to drown out

picked up on the message. The corners of his mouth quirked

the music

obvious she was doing it

being annoyed, he just smiled-his

...

straight through until

She glanced outside.

doors, she could see

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

sprawling studio was

bed, perked up as soon as Briony appeared, tail wagging

straight to her office, shrugged into her coat, grabbed

him a fond pat. "I'm heading home now. See you

puppy whined softly, reluctant but obedient,

and turned-only to jump when she saw

her startled reaction, the cigar between his lips curling up in a grin. "Am

expression frosted over. "Mr. Ferguson, this really isn't

out his cigar and tossed it in

after cool,

didn't dignify that with

headed to the elevator and pressed

the doors slid open, Briony stepped

him, pressed the button for the parking level, and

in the elevator, she wasn't

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