Chapter 270

Gwendolyn White pressed her lips together, a sting of tears building in her nose.

She was terrified that these memories would haunt her for the rest of her life...

Carney slipped an arm around his wife, letting out a heavy sigh. "As heartbreaking as this is, we should try to be grateful. At least fate left her with a daughter."

...

When James heard about Briony's accident overseas, he immediately called his father and caught the first private jet back to Silveridge.

He arrived at the hospital just as Cedric Clarke was pulling up.

They ran into each other outside the main entrance.

James's face was dark. He glanced around, not seeing Stewart, and asked, "Stewart's not here?"

Cedric had only learned after landing that Stewart had already taken the child's body back to Northborough.

Word was, Stewart intended to bury the baby in the Wentworth family mausoleum.

But Cedric decided it was best not to mention that right now.

"He went back to Northborough."

James gave a cold snort. "Better that he's not here."

Cedric Clarke let out a long sigh. At this point, he honestly didn't know what else to say.

"Let's go inside and take a look."

James and Cedric hurried toward the inpatient wing.

Outside the intensive care unit, Gwendolyn White, Carney, and Carl were waiting.

had already introduced himself to Gwendolyn and

a tired nod. "Bryn's spoken of you before, Dr. Clarke. Thank you

Ms. Kensington's," Cedric replied. "It's only right

Stewart took the baby

hesitated, thoughtful. "Maybe Stewart just wanted to give

but she

her like this pained James, but he was

to check on my goddaughter,"

with you,"

headed to

the way, James asked, "Has Dr.

badly. She couldn't make out who

Bryn were like sisters. Even without her memory, she must still care

how it seems now. I blame myself," Cedric said heavily. "I thought the nightmares were from trauma-I never connected them to Briony. If I'd paid closer attention, maybe things wouldn't have turned out

darkened. "Hindsight's always twenty-twenty. If I'd known what Bryn would go through while I was

to look

drawn tight, his eyes

out and gave his shoulder a

...

In the neonatal ward.

incubator, her tiny body tinged red, tubes

heart twisted at the sight. "She's so small... and already being stuck with needles. Poor

sought out the attending neonatologist to ask about

addition to being premature, she had

realizing Cedric was a physician, handed him

it, Cedric's face was

he knew better than anyone judging by the report, the

expression. "Did you just speak to the neonatologist? Is

"But let's trust the doctors-this hospital has excellent staff.

has already lost one

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