Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 266

Chapter 271

Westenmar, Capital City.

Garry Ferguson's Private Estate.

Rosita had been here for three days now.

Not once had Garry come home.

She'd asked Larson about it.

All he told her was that Garry had "important business" to attend to-what kind of business, he wouldn't say.

Something wasn't right. Rosita could feel it.

She thought about calling Garry, but when she reached for her phone, she

realized there was no signal.

More precisely, the signal was being blocked.

She turned to Larson with a hard stare. "What's Garry playing at?"

Larson's face didn't so much as twitch. His tone was strictly professional: "I'm sorry, Ms. Lockwood. I'm just following Mr. Ferguson's instructions. He must have his reasons for this. Please be patient."

Rosita's heart sank a little further.

Larson was Garry's right hand-if he'd been stationed here, it could only mean Garry had no plans to come back anytime soon. And he certainly wasn't planning on letting her leave.

glared at Larson, but he just stared ahead, expressionless, as if she were

inside, Rosita spun on her heel and stormed back

the door closed, frustration exploded. She swept every bottle of

up here, refused to see her, and now he'd cut

She was completely isolated.

idea what was happening back in Silveridge, no idea how Briony

twisted

hell was Garry up

Silveridge

and Children's Hospital -

time Stewart's plane touched down, it

and Carl were waiting for

the car, Carl took the wheel while Cedric and Stewart

silence first.

hand, still pinching the bridge of his nose,

the doctors

just

in a hard line, silent for

dared to tell her about her brother. Right now, she just thinks the

to find out sooner or

she has a right to know. But

a little stronger before we break it to

Stewart didn't respond.

"Honestly, Stewart, I don't think you

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