Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 274

Stewart frowned. "What do you mean?"

Garry watched him, a faint, knowing smile at the corner of his lips. "I have someone here," he said, eyes never leaving Stewart's face. "And I think this person might be even more valuable to you than Rosita."

An hour later, Stewart finally emerged from the building.

Outside, Carl was being watched by several men in black suits; he hadn't been allowed to go in with Stewart. As soon as Stewart appeared, Carl rushed up to him. "Mr. Wentworth, how did it go?"

"We're heading home," Stewart replied, his voice cold and clipped.

Carl was caught off guard. "What about Ms. Lockwood?"

"She won't be coming back for at least three years." Stewart raised a hand and rubbed his brow, visibly exhausted. "Let's go."

Carl had a thousand questions, but seeing Stewart's worn expression, he didn't dare press for answers.

That same day, Stewart and Carl hurried back to Silveridge, barely stopping to catch their breath.

After a grueling, nearly twelve-hour flight, they landed back in Silveridge just after eleven in the morning.

As soon as they stepped out of the airport, Stewart insisted on going straight to the hospital. Carl didn't argue.

It was exactly noon when they arrived at the Women's and Children's Hospital. Stewart climbed out of the car and strode directly toward the maternity ward.

distracted, on edge. Not daring to interfere, Carl quietly sent a message to

But Cedric didn't reply.

as Stewart pushed open

vanished in an instant as Stewart

moving quickly to block

was

needs to leave!" James snapped, balling his fists as if ready for

cut through the tension. "Mr.

turning to look at

eyes fixed on

still seething, shot back, "Bryn, after everything he's done to you, how can you still

and sighed. "But I do have questions for him. Let me speak to him first-then you

relented, stepping aside.

breath before rising to stand off to the side. She knew there were some things only the

his gaze dark and inscrutable. "What do you want

her voice cold and steady. "You have a private medical center

slightly. "How

tightened. So it was true-he really did

pressed on. "Was that medical center set up

almost didn't make it.

around her. So Rosita had been telling