Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 228

Briony froze, yanking her hand back in an instant.

The plane jolted violently, the turbulence so intense that lightning flashed outside the window, thunder rumbling so loud it rattled her skull.

Over the chaos, the flight attendant's calm voice came through the speakers:

"Ladies and gentlemen, we're experiencing turbulence as we pass through a storm cloud. Please make sure your seat belts are securely fastened, follow the crew's instructions, and keep your hands on the seatback in front of you..."

Briony had never been through turbulence this bad before.

As the shaking grew worse, panic started to ripple through the cabin.

"Mum, I'm scared, I want to go home "

"Are we going to die? I haven't even met my boyfriend yet―"

"God, please, just get us through this, please—”

Cries and prayers overlapped in a rising tide of fear. Suddenly, the plane lurched with a sickening drop. Screams erupted as the cabin depressurized and the oxygen masks fell from overhead with a thud.

Stewart grabbed a mask and quickly fitted it over Briony's face. "Don't panic. Deep breaths."

Briony squeezed her eyes shut, mind blank with terror.

But the turbulence was so fierce her stomach rebelled. Nausea twisted through her, and she clung to the armrests, desperate for it to end.

Five endless minutes later, the shaking finally eased. The plane broke free of the storm clouds, leveling out at cruising altitude.

passed through the storm. We apologize for the scare. Our crew

mouth, but her legs nearly gave out beneath her. Stewart caught her just

feel sick?"

away, voice tense. “Just leave me alone. Honestly, that would help me the

Stewart didn't argue. He called over a flight

was

water on her face, waiting for the dizziness to fade.

warm

"No pills, thank you. I'm feeling much better

need anything at all, just let us know," the attendant replied kindly. "Thank you."

Briony sipped the warm water, feeling the

She pulled out a paperback from her bag and

kept silent, only glancing at her now and

Briony's profile looked

back, and closed his eyes, letting out a silent

coach bus was winding

closer they got, the lighter the rain

the highway for the narrow mountain roads, she pressed her face to the window,

and the world outside faded into darkness. Finally, she turned to the man beside her. "How much longer till we get there?" Cedric Clarke looked up from his book, glanced out into the pitch-black, then checked his watch and did a quick mental calculation. "We should be getting close. If it weren't for the rain slowing us down, we'd have arrived by now." "Oh." Stella

blinked in surprise. "Really? I thought

said with a faint smile, "but I

usually read?" "Me?" Stella shrugged, completely honest. "I only read novels." Cedric's interest was piqued. "What

romance novels-like Dumping My Cheating Husband: Now I'm Living My Best Life, or I'm the Billionaire Heiress and Juggling

Cedric stared, momentarily speechless.

know? Med school is stressful. These stories are