Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 375

Back in Northborough, Briony and Ferdinand stepped out of the airport into the crisp afternoon air.

Gifford was waiting outside, ready to pick up Ferdinand.

Ferdinand turned to Briony. "Want me to drop you off first?"

"I'm heading back to Skybreeze Retreat," Briony replied, glancing at her watch. "It's nearly dinnertime. If you're not in a rush, why don't you and Gifford come eat with us before you head home?"

He raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice. "That phone call you just took-was it from Little Nina?"

Briony gave a helpless little smile. "Yes. That little rascal found out I was with you and put me on a mission-she wants me to bring you back."

"Being thought of is a nice feeling," Ferdinand said warmly. "Guess I'll help you complete your mission. Afterwards, you can report back to Little Nina."

Briony laughed, and the three of them piled into the car.

Half an hour later, Gifford pulled into the driveway of Sunset Ridge Villas.

At the sound of the engine, Little Nina and little Mario came running out to greet them.

Briony was surprised to see little Mario. "Hey, little Mario-did you come by yourself?"

He shook his head and pointed toward the house. "Carol."

the doorway, smiling. "Mr. Ferguson's been busy these past couple days, and staying cooped up in a hotel room with little Mario was getting a bit stuffy. I thought I'd shamelessly

and little Mario are always welcome here."

after a few encounters, she could tell Briony wasn't the type to hold a grudge. Clearly, her boss must've done something wrong. Not that it was Carol's place to pry; her main responsibility was taking

Nina, Carol made a point of bringing

nodded politely to

and Carol had been

covers in his sleep. He used to sleep like a

Ferdinand gave little Mario's head a gentle pat. "Let me check his pulse again once

"Of course," Carol agreed.

headed inside with the two children

room first. She'd barely finished

Stewart.

he tried again and again. Annoyed,

since their argument in the yard the other day, Briony hadn't spoken another word to Stewart. At this point, she found even a single extra sentence wasted

some comfy loungewear and headed

living room,

to Silveridge. The two kids played in

felt peaceful,

as always, someone was bound

car pulled

need to look

and glanced at her. "Want to see him? If not, go hide