Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 272

Carl's eyes widened in shock. "Are you saying..."

"This guy's just a scapegoat," Stewart said, his expression dark and brooding. "The real person who hurt Briony is still out there."

Carl hesitated, piecing it together. “So this person was planted by Garry? I get it now-Garry did all this to protect whoever actually targeted Ms. Kensington!"

Stewart pressed his lips into a thin line, his gaze turning cold. "Where's Rosita?”

Carl blinked, startled. "You think Ms. Lockwood is involved?"

"If I'm right, she's already left the country."

Carl quickly pulled out his phone and started dialing. Just as Stewart suspected, Rosita had flown out the same day Briony was attacked.

The truth was becoming painfully clear.

Stewart's eyes narrowed, his voice low. "Book a flight—I'm leaving for Westenmar tonight."

"Understood! I'll take care of it right away," Carl replied without hesitation.

Clarke, who'd been following the rapid exchange in confusion, finally burst out, "Why are you going to Westenmar? To find Garry?" He glanced from Carl to Stewart, totally lost. "Seriously,

back when I was with the peacekeeping forces.

a

were practically

what Carl had just said, Cedric couldn't shake the feeling that there was bad blood between Stewart and this

something happen between you two?" Cedric

sealed in a hard

exasperated sigh. "Here we go again! Stewart, I treat you like a brother. If you ever need backup, I'm the first one at your side. But you-how many secrets are you planning

head throbbed from Cedric's outburst. He pinched the

Stewart, keep going like this and

...

at the hospital, Stewart and Cedric

unit to

soundly, finally at peace after an

few photos of her, her tiny form still flushed a healthy pink. Later, he added them to a private, encrypted album-right

her, some of the sharpness in Stewart's eyes softened,

he and Carl set out for