Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 277

When Cedric Clarke arrived with Stella, the doors of the emergency room swung open just as they reached them.

Dr. Warren stepped out, peeling off his mask, his face grave as he shook his

head.

"I'm so sorry. We did everything we could."

For a moment, it was as if the world fell utterly silent.

Gwendolyn White's knees buckled, and James caught her just in time. "Mrs. Winslow!"

"Bryn... our Bryn..." Gwendolyn sobbed into her hands, her cries breaking the quiet. "She's so young-how could she just leave us like this? No, it's not possible -Dr. Warren, please, there must be something more you can do, please..."

"Mrs. Winslow, I'm truly sorry. We really did all we could."

Stewart stood frozen, rooted to the spot.

He barely heard Dr. Warren's gentle, clinical explanations-the medical reasons why Briony couldn't be saved. Gwendolyn refused to accept it, her wailing echoing in his ears.

Stewart, too, couldn't believe it.

Briony dead? It couldn't be.

A strange, fractured smile curled at the edge of his lips, though his eyes were rimmed with red. "No. I don't believe it..."

He murmured the words, pushing past Dr. Warren and heading toward the emergency room.

Seeing this, Cedric released Stella and hurried to intercept him, grabbing Stewart by the arm. "What are you doing?"

a drowning man reaching for a

steady him. "Stewart, you need

She must be. She just

her for custody, so she's playing dead to escape. She hates me that much-of course she'd go to extremes just to cut me

grave. "This is a reputable hospital.

I just take her back to Northborough, Briony'll

as if possessed, turning toward the

"Stewart!"

the shoulders. "Open your eyes! Look- look at what's right in front of

Stewart turned-

out of the emergency room by

body lay still on the gurney, shrouded in

pupils shrank to

head, his tall frame suddenly

herself over Briony's body, sobbing. "Bryn, Bryn, wake up! If you're gone, your little girl will have no

tears streaming as his trembling hands

face was peaceful, her eyes closed, lips just barely parted. Stella stared, her own eyes wide with horror, a crushing pain squeezing her chest. She dropped to her knees, clutching

down

untouched

now and

more pain, no more sorrow-nothing in this world

weeping, gently covered Briony's face again. "Go on, Bryn. I know you're tired. Go quickly, catch up to your little one, and find your mother. When you're all together again, remember to send your godmother a dream, will

Stella sobbed even

so sharp, only that it felt as if her heart had been torn

stare in

had fired a bullet straight into his heart. He could almost feel blood welling up

He coughed harsh, wet.

his chest, Stewart doubled over and spat out