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.

himself to

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

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

through so much. Stewart took the baby away-I have no idea

Stewart just wanted to give the child a

expression tightened, but she said

like this pained

check on my goddaughter,"

go with you,"

them headed to the

James asked, "Has

she saw someone bleeding badly. She couldn't make out who it was. It scared her so much she woke up

without her memory, she must

said heavily. "I thought the nightmares were from trauma-I never connected them to Briony. If I'd

If I'd known what Bryn would go through while I was abroad,

turned to look at

brows were drawn tight, his eyes rimmed

and gave

...

In the neonatal ward.

baby girl-born three pounds, two ounces-lay in an incubator, her tiny body tinged red, tubes and

so small... and already being stuck with needles. Poor little

the attending neonatologist to ask about the

had issues

a physician, handed him the

reading it, Cedric's face

anyone judging

Briony, James noticed Cedric's troubled expression. "Did you just speak

choosing his words carefully. "But let's trust the doctors-this hospital has

pull through!" James declared fiercely. "Bryn has already lost one child. This one-nothing can

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