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.

difficult for Rosita," he sighed. "But they were all taken down within half a day. Just like

figured 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. She cares a lot about her career.

"What do you mean?"

her climb even higher,"

she heard a car approaching

Clarke getting out of his

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

quick once-over. "You look much better than you did back

offered a faint smile. "I owe that to your help, Dr. Clarke. I wouldn't be standing here

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

softly but

to the groundskeeper. But

had the nerve to come back

looked at her in surprise.

filing for divorce," Briony said, meeting his eyes. "You know, I

hesitating before asking, "I've wondered about this for four years. Now

smiled, giving him no

Given my history with Stewart, I suppose it makes sense you'd

earnest. "It's just... sometimes it's better you don't know. You're already caught between

taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

walked together to her son's

as she traced the small headstone— smaller than any of the others. Her eyes

him," Cedric said softly, standing nearby. He watched as Briony bowed her head in silent grief. "He was a kind old man. He loved Stewart very much. Your son isn't

on the cold stone, noting that there wasn't even a photo on

know what he looked

her voice breaking. "Every time I see Little Nina's bright smile, I can't help but wonder-if he'd survived, would he have looked like her? Would

she whispered. "I was so useless. I chose to keep him, but I couldn't protect him.

dissolved into sobs, tears streaming down her face

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