Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 367

Chapter 374

The camera captured every moment.

The director watched the footage, eyes fixed thoughtfully on Rosita, who

appeared just a little stiff on screen.

Night fell, and filming paused.

After dinner, the cameras rolled again.

The production team had set up a makeshift group competition at the town's old community stage.

The guests took turns performing, their two team coaches present in the audience.

Everyone managed to pull off their acts decently.

The applause from the villagers was thunderous and didn't die down for quite some time.

It was the locals' way of warmly welcoming the outsiders.

For each guest, this was an experience they wouldn't easily forget.

Except for one person, who felt restless, every minute dragging by like an eternity.

At last, three exhausting days and two long nights of filming came to an end.

On the fourth day, the shoot wrapped up, and the guests began to make their way home.

and Ferdinand

back to Northborough, they made a stop

a little over a month, but

was still a little absent-minded, a gentle soul lost in her own world, but her moods were much more

greet familiar faces politely but shrink behind Kendal

and Ferdinand stayed in the

now depended on Kendal even

to Northborough, Briony shared this observation with

thought, before asking, "Do

grows more and more attached to your uncle, what if one

gentle smile. "Mrs. Hudson can rely on him

"But they're not family. It just doesn't feel

feel like family

Does it really matter what the paperwork says?" Ferdinand looked

verne

always keep

was at a loss

a smile in his eyes. "He calls you Bryn, and so does Mrs. Winslow. Sometimes I wonder, when will I get to call you Bryn, as naturally as they

caught off

high

class, Briony sat by

head, meeting Ferdinand's

her, the sky was a wash of gold, the

through the

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