Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 280

Chapter 286

"I'm back in Northborough."

"What?" Cedric Clarke sounded genuinely shocked. "Why on earth did you come back?"

"I want to visit my son."

Cedric paused at that. After a moment, he replied, "You won't be able to get into

the Wentworth family cemetery."

"That's why I'm calling you."

Cedric let out a weary sigh. "Well, for Star's sake, I guess I'll just keep playing the part of the disloyal friend."

Briony pressed her lips together, saying nothing.

"I'll head over now," Cedric said. "If you get there before I do, just wait for me."

"Alright."

After ending the call, Briony turned to gaze out the window, her eyes dark and distant.

...

About half an hour later, the taxi pulled up outside the Wentworth family cemetery.

Briony paid the fare and stepped out into the cool evening air.

Her phone rang inside her bag—it was James.

"But they were all taken down within half a day. Just

as much." Briony's tone was calm; she had expected this outcome. "That was just the appetizer. These days, Rosita not only has Stewart protecting her, but Garry as well.

"What do you mean?"

her climb even

Moments later, she

Cedric Clarke

hardly changed in four years-if anything, he looked a little older, a little

quick once-over. "You look much

owe that to your

an eyebrow. "Don't flatter me. I only helped you

smiled softly but

the groundskeeper. But I can't promise he won't

I had the nerve to come back to Northborough, I'm ready to face Stewart sooner

her in surprise. "So you're

"You know, I have help these days-someone powerful.

together, hesitating before asking, "I've wondered about this for four years. Now that you've reached out, I

smiled, giving

my history with Stewart, I suppose it makes sense

stopping to look at him, her expression earnest. "It's just... sometimes it's better you

was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

to

her hand trembling as she traced the small headstone— smaller than any

bowed her head in silent grief. "He was a

the cold stone, noting that there wasn't even

I don't even know

wonder-if he'd survived, would he have looked like

whispered. "I was so useless. I chose to keep him, but I couldn't protect him. I don't know if he blames me... for

sobs, tears streaming down her face like pearls on a

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