Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 368

Briony was deep in conversation with Ferdinand when she suddenly caught Rosita's gaze. She hesitated, turning her head.

Their eyes met. Rosita curled her lips in a faint, almost dismissive smile, then turned back to respond gently to the guest beside her, as if nothing had happened.

Briony watched her, her eyes cool and unreadable.

Ferdinand leaned in, lowering his voice. "What's wrong?"

Briony pulled her gaze away. "It's nothing," she replied softly.

Ferdinand glanced briefly at Rosita, then looked back to Briony.

Briony slouched against the back of her camping chair, expression blank as Rosita chatted easily with the other guests.

But behind Rosita's serene eyes, Briony saw something darker-a simmering resentment.

Ferdinand's attention drifted to Mary, who caught his eye. She raised an elegant brow, a silent question passing between them before he looked away.

The other guests were clustered around Rosita, eager for her attention.

basking in the limelight. Although she claimed she'd been feeling under the weather, her radiant features didn't show

some high-end laser treatment; now, her skin was in

women looked on, quietly envious; the men, visibly

popularity made everyone even more eager to chat with

earlier worries about being

had set out cocktails

leaned over to Briony. "Do

the peach cocktail in

great, but she could handle

her, poured it into a glass,

it with a quiet

didn't make a big deal of it—just offered her a gentle smile and poured himself

through the evening air. With a little alcohol in their

offering Rosita a glass of warm water. "Ms. Lockwood, you're

replied with a gentle smile. "It's probably just all the late-night filming lately. I've got a bit

knows how professional you are on set, Tony said. "And I heard this is a big production-lots of scenes that require real expertise. That must be

this one involves much more traditional culture, which definitely makes filming harder. But the upside is, working with the director and