Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 301

Southern Vale Airport.

A private yacht was moored at the dock.

The captain warned that the sea was rough today, so they'd be moving slowly-it would take around four hours to reach Sapphire Shores.

Briony Kensington's head throbbed dully. As soon as she boarded the yacht, she found a quiet room and went straight to bed.

Stewart Wentworth, knowing she was unwell, asked one of the stewardesses to bring Briony some motion sickness pills.

Briony didn't protest. She swallowed the pills and collapsed onto the bed.

The wind was fierce, and the yacht rocked and pitched as it cut across the waves.

Briony hadn't slept well last night, and lying down didn't do much to ease her discomfort.

Eventually, the medicine began to work; she drifted in and out of a restless sleep.

When she finally woke, the boat was tossing even more violently than before.

She pushed back the covers and sat up, checking the time-only two hours had passed.

Frustration washed over her. Every minute felt like an eternity.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

Briony slipped on her shoes and went to answer it.

Stewart stood outside, his gaze dark and steady. "Still feeling sick?"

Briony didn't bother replying.

we dock. You haven't eaten since this morning-I asked them to prepare lunch for you.

just want to rest. Let me know when

that, she shut the door

at the closed door,

he turned

because the seasickness had killed her appetite. She could barely stand the thought of

hours crawled by in a haze of nausea and

last, the yacht reached

mouth, and made it to a

cap of a bottle of water and handing it to her. She took it gratefully and rinsed

that had been churning in her stomach finally

to rest, we can find a guesthouse nearby and

Briony cut him off, her voice steady.

gave her a brief

...

from

Shaw had rented a

from the port, the pavement narrowed, riddled with

and more primitive, her worry deepening

they passed through a thicket of trees and arrived at a small

were even narrower and more winding. It was impossible to take the car any

parked at the edge

sinking into the muddy, rain-soaked lane as they walked towards the

vegetable patch, and most families kept

Briony's expression grew more

mother really lived in such a remote, impoverished place for the

much farther?"

way, glanced back. "Almost there. It's just

Briony looked up.

was only a single stone